In January, a puppy wandered onto the property of Mr. Amos Lacey and his wife, Mamie, and their daugter doris
“You’d better feed that mutt before it dies of starvation,
Because the roads would be too bad for travel for many days, Mr. Lacey couldn’t get out to take the puppy to the pound in the city right away.
oh i took her alright
He agreed to let it sleep in the basement while Mrs. Lacey grudgingly let Doris feed it table scraps
well are you gooing to feed it or not
“You’d better feed that mutt before it dies of starvation,” Mr. Lacey said. Doris turned around. “What?” “I said, you’d better feed your dog. I figure it’s looking for you.” Doris put her hand to her mouth. “You didn’t take her?” she asked.
Oh, I took her all right.” her father answered. “Worst looking place I’ve ever seen. Ten dogs to a cage. Smell was enough to knock you down. And they give an animal six days to live. Then they kill it with some kind of a shot.”
“Well,” he said, “are you going to feed it or not?”