Ode to a faithful companion

I remember the day Kurt and I went to the Humane Society to pick out Callie. After squelching the urge to run up each aisle and yell, "Run! Run for your lives!" we came upon this sweet brown dog. She looked up at us and was actually willing us to let her out of the kennel. Her WHOLE back end was wagging, not just the tail. So we called a volunteer over so we could take her out in the dog run and see what she was like. We got outside and she immediately squatted down and peed on my shoe. Kurt said, "I couldn't of trained her any better myself!" Very funny! But that's how we knew she was house trained. She didnt want to mess in her kennel.

Well we brought her home and the rest is history. 10+ years of faithful companionship. Callie was an amazing dog. We didn't have a fence but she rarely left the yard. She got us through many a hard time. My next life I want to come back as a pet of a couple that is struggling with fertility! Talk about spoiled.

And then Lucy entered our lives. What a thing to do to a geriatric dog! Make them live with a toddler. Sheesh! But Callie endured all the hugging, tugging and laying on that Lucy could muster. She was GREAT with Lucy.

So...what else can I say? She was the best dog I ever had.

PK