They're All Keepers
This is Lacy's story, written by Lyn Hollis who was part of
the transport process, bringing Lacy into a whole new world.
Lacy has since been spayed and had dental work done. Her ears
prove to be the biggest medical problem and due to the neglect
she suffered, she may require surgery.
Written by Lyn Hollis, national chairperson of
They say my name is Lacy but I have heard it so seldom
in my life that I donot know the sound. Humans usually
just yell at me or ignore me. I would do what they
want but I have never learned enough words to know how
to please them. Once in a while, a human has spoken
kindly and softly and that memory causes me to stand
up on my hind legs against the front of the cage when
humans approach but I cower when they reach their
hands into my cage as it usually means I will be
roughly grabbed or hit. Humans are all powerful and
will do with you whatever they want.
I have always lived surrounded by cages full of dogs.
To the front of me, behind and around, all I can see,
all that is my world, are cages filled with dogs. The
smell of urine and feces is always here, worse in
summer, but always here. Some of the same dogs have
been around me for years but then sometimes dogs get
sick and die. Humans come and take the dead dogs out
of their cages and throw them on a pile with other
dead dogs. Humans are all powerful and will do with
you whatever they want.
My coat is short now and that feel so good. They let
my fur get long and matted and the fleas and flies
drive me mad. Then one day they will yank me out of my
cage and with a noisy thing in their hand, they cut my
coat off to the skin. The noisy thing sometimes burns
places on my skin or cuts me but it is such a relief
to be rid of the dirty, matted fur, that it is worth
it. For a little while at least, I am cleaner and more
I have had many puppies in my life. I love my puppies.
Each time before the puppies are born, a human will
take me out of my cage and put me in another place. It
is a little cleaner and is warmer in winter. This is
the best time. The humans are less harsh and the food
is better and then there are my puppies. I love them
so much. I lick them and nurse them and cuddle them
close. Sometimes though puppies are born weak or get
sick. I do my best to make them all right but no one
comes to help and sometimes puppies die. It makes me
very sad. A human will come later and be angry and
take my dead baby away and throw it on a pile of other
dead puppies. But I do try to be a good mother and the
most wonderful thing is having my puppies around me
cuddling and pulling on my ragged fur. But then when
the puppies are still very small, a human will come
and take then away. I am put back in my old cage and
despite my cries and barks and pulling on the wire
with my teeth, none of the puppies ever come back.
This is the worst time. But humans are all powerful
and will do with you whatever they want.
My ears bother me a lot. They hurt and are so swollen
inside that I can't hear very much. Sometimes my mouth
hurts too where I broke some teeth on the cage wire.
They put me in the puppy house again but I didn't have
any puppies. For days the humans are puzzled and then
they are angry. They take me out of the puppy place
but they do not put me back in my old cage. They put
me in another cage away from the other dogs. They say
I am burned out and useless but I don't know what that
After a while, a new woman human comes and I am put in
a cage in a funny room. The woman gets into the room
too and I can feel us moving. When the room stops
moving, I am in a new place. There are some pens and
other dogs in a building but not as many and the pens
are clean and there is clean water and good food to
eat. But I have never been in a place not surrounded
by dogs in cages so I am bewildered and afraid. The
woman pets me gently and tells me my name is Lacy and
that things will be better now.
I am in the new place for two days and though I am
still bewildered, I do not cringe as much when the
Then I am taken out of the pen and put back in the
cage in the moving room. When the doors open again,
there are two new humans looking in at me. One is
a man human. I am even more afraid of man humans as
they hit very hard and are usually angry. The man
takes me out of my cage and puts something around my
neck and sets me on my feet. There is strange springy
stuff under my feet. I hear them call it grass but I
am afraid of the feel and smell. When I take a few
steps, there is a tug on my neck and I cower in fear
that I have done something to anger the man. But he
speaks softly and doesn't hit. They seem to want me to
walk around but everything is strange and frightening.
Finally, the man picks me up and puts me in another
cage in another funny room with he and the new woman
and I can feel us moving again. I pant and tremble.
They tell me my name is Lacy and that things will be
After a long time the box stops moving. Again the door
opens and a new woman is standing there with the man
and woman. They look at me and talk for a while. They
talk about "rescue" and soon the new woman takes me
out of the cage. I cower but do not fight. Humans are
all powerful and will do with you whatever they want.
She puts me in yet another cage in another box and we
are moving again.I am restless at first but then just
give up and lie down. As I rest sadly in my cage, the
woman talks to me. I can tell she is crying. She tells
me my name is Lacy and that things will be better now.
Finally the box stops. I am exhausted and shaky when
the woman sets me out into a pen. There are no other
dogs around anywhere and I can see no cages but many
strange new sights. I am given good food and water
again. I am still surprised by water that is not in a
dirty bucket. After a while, the woman takes me into a
building like I have never seen. There are no dogs and
only human smells. The woman puts me in a big bucket
thing with water and stuff that smell funny but feels
good as she rubs me all over. She tries to clean my
poor ears too. I hold very still, afraid to move. When
I am dry, I wander around this strange place but I can
find no place that seem right for me to be. Then the
woman picks me up and holds me beside her where she
sits. It is soft here and she strokes my head. At
first I stay stiff and ready to be hurt but slowly I
relax. I cuddle against the woman and give in to the
exhaustion of the day. As I drift off to sleep for the
first time in my life on a soft bed and with the
gentle touch of a human lulling me to sleep, I hear
the woman say. "Your name is Lacy and things will be
better from now on."
WTCARES Committee Chairperson
164 N. Forrest Av.
Camden, TN 38320