Callie Jane is my 10-year-old Chihuahua. She is a predominantly black dog with a white neck and dot of white at the end of her tail. Callie came to us when she was 8 years old with a burst of energy. We like to say she picked us as opposed to us picking her. She was in foster care and had been to another home for a visit and they decided it was not a good fit. Have no idea what went wrong and Callie has not said a word on this subject to this day. When Callie came to our house she came running into our front door so excited with no concern of the potential of our feline family attacking her or how our dachshund would react to her presence. She acted like a puppy on steroids. She came into the house, ran out of the house and continued this behavior for sometime. We finally got her attention to say “hi” and asked the foster-mother more about this stranger in our house. We had to fill out a long questionnaire and foster mom had to interview us while Callie Jane calmed down enough to take notice of her environment that she had chosen as her new home. We were overwhelmed at such a cute Chihuahua that didn’t bite and let us hold her, a strange dog to us. The foster mom felt that we were a good match and left, telling us if we have any problems, to just call her. I did have one question : where did Callie sleep? Stupid question, as most Chihuahuas sleep in bed with their human servants.
Callie Jane was released to the Boulder shelter because the owners could no longer keep her. She had a sister, but no information about her. Boulder animal shelter is a no kill shelter, but the foster mom got a call saying that Callie did not pass their “bite” test and that she would be put down if she did not have a place to go to in 24 hours. It turns out that this shelter chases dogs around with a hand on a stick for a while to test the dogs for aggressiveness. Callie has never bitten us or the neighborhood children in 2 years.
We refer to Callie as our “Used Dog”. Callie and my 17-year-old dachshund have their own dog car seats and travel often with us. They have papers that say that they are service dogs and have never been questioned.
Callie did something very odd during our Texas trip last week. She usually sleeps through the night after she goes out around 11:00 P.M. This one night she woke my husband up at 5:00 A.M. to go outside to do her business and then went to the Crepe Myrtle tree that we had planted in memory of Anna a few weeks ago, and just sat down. My husband called her and she wouldn’t move from the tree. My husband sat down in the driveway for five minutes waiting for Callie to come to him. Such strange behavior. One morning I looked out the window and watched my mother-in-law touch every branch of this crepe myrtle tree. I was sad for her. It was a good decision to plant the tree. Callie wanted nothing to do with planting the tree last time we were there and when the family prayed, Callie slipped her collar and took off for the car, something she has never done before. This tree has many surprises and I am amazed at how Anna continues to touch our lives.
Callie Jane our used dog from Colorado.