Lacee, every bit as sweet and loving as she is beautiful, had a rough few months before joining us. Her person, who had adopted her as a puppy and loved her mightily, was sinking into dementia, and sensitive Lacee watched and worried, knowing things weren’t right, instantly on her feet at the tiniest sound or motion. When the adult children came to terms with the fact that the woman could no longer live on her own and admitted her into a memory care center, Lacee and the woman’s other dog stayed alone in the house for weeks, as there were many things to tend to. People came every day to feed them and spend a little time but it could not have been easy for a sociable girl like Lacee to live that way.
She moved into The Hut in February 2020, nearly 12, very fat, with bad teeth and some painful mats, but happy to have company and eager to walk the prairie to get rid of that extra weight. She quickly showed herself to be extremely gracious to all of her canine roommates and within months had become the benevolent leader to whom they all looked for signals when they were nervous or unsettled. When the winds howled or hail started or thunderstorms moved in they would move toward Lacee, and she would tell them to be calm. They were.
Lacee loves to chase balls, shake toys to death, and join in on any game. Polite and well mannered, she is also a little stubborn, will eat any prairie weed she can find, and is not fond of car rides.
