Today My Life Began. Although I am
nothing more than a tiny being
invisible to the eye, my entire body
and soul are already determined. I
am a girl. I am gentle and love
children. I will have stand-up ears
and dark brown eyes that show all
the love I have to give. I am a
rascal. My inborn urge to dig will
bring me trouble. My teeth are sharp
and my body strong and athletic but
I will never use them against
people, for I am born to love
people. I can hardly wait.
am born. I have four brothers and
five sisters. They are all warm,
soft and cuddly like myself. We
don't do anything except nurse and
sleep to prepare for our future
I have opened my eyes for the
first time. My mother is large and
has a beautiful stand-off coat like
I will have. My litter mates and I
still spend most of our time eating
Today I tried my legs. They are
shaky, but I persevere and will
succeed. I begin to play with the
others and frighten myself with my
woo-woos. Our people pick us up each
day and hold us closely, talking
quietly. When they stroke me, my
body can hardly contain my
happiness. It quivers with joy, and
I use my tongue to show them.
We are growing quickly and have
learned to eat from a pan. We move
around and climb out of our box. Our
people say we are little pests and
put us into a larger pen, hugging us
to soothe their words.
I have a name now. It is
"Midnight Lace." I am called Lacy by
my people. My family is full of
bounces, kisses and mischief. We
have many toys and the children in
the family romp with us, making the
house come alive with laughter and
fun. I am beginning to learn what
"No, Lacy" means.
New people have come into our
world, and some of my brothers and
sisters have left. Everyone shows me
love, and I return it.
Today I came to a new house. The
people are not my people but they
seem nice. I am happy as long as my
tummy is full and I am loved. I eat
my supper and the children take me
out. I do what I am supposed to do,
and they say, "Good Lacy." We have a
good time playing.
Today the children forgot to take
me out and I did something bad. I
heard a big "NO!", and I am in
disgrace. I know I did wrong and
will try not to misbehave anymore.
Things are different here, and
people don't have much time for me.
I spend as much time lying around
and sleeping as I did when I was a
little puppy. I am bored, and I find
things for myself to do. My people
are not happy. They raise their
voices, and I do not feel the loving
touch from their hands as often.
I am much bigger and I need care
and training. Too much, the people
say. They say they did not know I
would be so big. They say they did
not know they would have to brush my
coat so often or that I would shed
so much. They say I dug a hole in
their flower bed. I say I am sorry
with my eyes, but they do not see.
Today I was taken for a long
ride. Usually I love to ride, but
this time was different. I was taken
away at night, and the man was very
quiet. The lady was crying, and the
children were sleeping, I felt
upset. Then the car door opened, and
I hopped out, ready for romp. But
the door slammed, and the car drove
away. I am frightened. I am hungry.
I have waited a very long time.
My tummy hurts. I am not happy. I
have seen people at their houses,
but they have no love for me. My
eyes shine with the love I have to
give, but nobody wants it.
I try to find food. I am hungry.
I dig through some garbage, but
there is so little food, and people
come out to yell. I run across the
road. It is dark, and a car hits me,
throwing me into the gutter.
For some time, I lie still.
Finally I get up because the ache in
my stomach is worse than the pain in
my leg. I walk through the night
searching for what I have lost. But
I cannot find it. I lie down to wait
. . .I Know not what for.
Today a man came. He called me.
He did not say, "Here Lacy," like my
people did, but he said, "Here,
doggy." He seemed kind. I am so
afraid, but my leg hurts and his
touch is gentle. He puts me in his
car. We got to a large place with
many other dogs. I have my first
full meal in a long time.
Another looks at me. My leg is
very painful, and my heart is full
of grief. My beautiful coat is no
longer shiny, and my bones show
through it. My eyes still glow and I
lick his hand. He says, "What a
shame. This was a beautiful dog, but
nobody will want her now."
Today My Life Ended.