We helped our beautful, sweet diva cross the bridge today. She had a soft tissue tumor that had wrapped around the radial nerve in her front leg. The light had gone out of our princess and we made the only decision we could.
We got Callie to help Argus with his SA in August, 2002. She had only raced a short time at Southland and had been retired after a string of DQ's for taking off her muzzle in the starting box (clever girl!). Somehow, we were her third home. She'd been returned twice for reasons we never knew. The day she came home, she walked around the house to get her bearings, then stood in our great room looking around. A decision was made and she headed into the master bedroom, jumped up on the bed, and she's been there ever since. The bed will seem very empty now without her sleeping in the middle, legs extended, kicking us when she needed more room.
We'll miss you, Boo.