Arrival Story: Marianne found her at work one day when Nora was a few months old. Marianne intended to take Nora to the pound so her owners would be able to find her (a lesson we learned after Gable ran away). But once I saw her in the garage I fell in love. When someone would call to claim her I made them describe her which they couldn't. She was a mighty big terror for someone so cute. She ate a couch, her big pillow, a recliner and an unknown amount of toys. She was nicknamed 'the dog that ate Richmond' by Gary Bogue after a letter Marianne wrote him asking for help with her. The only thing that worked was her having to wear a muzzle every time we left the house for 6 months. She eventually became a well rounded dog just like Gable in more ways than one. She loved food and travelling. She went on many RV trips including Canada, the Midwest, Southwest and along the Pacific Coast. She also travelled with us on trips that involved staying in motels although she liked the RV trips the best. She was certainly my little girl. When she was young she had quite a few medical problems and sometimes we didn't know if she would be with us for long but she always bounced back. She became a rough and tumble sort of girl at the park but it was her cute looks that always attracted the attention. She started having problems in November and were continually at the vet doing tests to determine what was wrong. The following March (2001) we took her to Carmel Valley with us for my birthday and stayed at a pet friendly lodge. We ate dinner on a patio at a restuarant with her. We took her to the beach in Carmel but you could tell she was still under the weather and she slept the whole trip home except for a lunch stop in Half Moon Bay. That night she started vomitting and became so sick she couldn't stand. We rushed her to the Pet Emergency Hospital where they determined that she was bleeding internally and she passed away that night.