Lacey's stardust will be sprinkled far and wide. The first grains will be flung from the dock at Malletts Bay Club, where she amazed us that day when she leaped off the dock into the great unknown, with paws outstretched and ears flying! We'll sprinkle her dust along the trails behind Brown Ledge Camp where we let Lacey run, hearts fearful when she disappeared for too long. Many grains will be sprinkled in our back yard at Appletree Point Farm where she and Ollie chased the squirrels and crows, day after day, never tiring of their game. Ollie would go out the dog door first, always following the same route through his office in the forsythia bushes, along the fence, then round and round the trees. Lacey would take a short cut, and if she beat Ollie
I know Lacey would have liked it there. Antonio has a springer that reminded me of Lacey. Lacey's stardust, Lacey's golden, and Lacey's found her way back to the garden!
