Arrival Story: Alex was given to a relative as a birthday present and had a rough beginning. She would come and stay with us sometimes when her owner was at work. Alex and Gable loved to play together. When we would take her to the park she ran like a deer, her feet hardly even touched the ground. One day when she was about 5 years old she ran away from her home to Kent's parent's house. Kent went to get her and bring her to our house and the minute she got here she jumped in the tub and we realized then that she was ours. She fit right in with Gable and by then Nora too. She didn't like sleeping on the bed so her spot became a pile of blankets next to my side of the bed. She liked sitting on the furniture like a cat, on the back of the couch and arms of chairs. She was pretty skinny when she came to us and over the years we put some meat on her. She liked sticking most of her body out of the car window so she had to be watched closely when the car was moving. She loved cleaning out cans especially if they had contained tuna or dog food. She enjoyed her dry dog food on the carpet literally, she would grab a mouthful from her bowl and carry it to the carpet, spit it out and then eat it piece by piece. She enjoyed travelling but spent the trip to anywhere hyper excited and the return trip zonked out. She travelled to Mt. Shasta, the ocean beach at Orick and took a long RV trip through Arizona, New Mexico and Nevada. She started having problems in October and we could never figure out what was wrong but she seemed to be having some kind of seizures. Then on the night before her appointment with a specialist in February 2000 she had a large seizure and we rushed her to the Pet Emergency Hospital. But she died early the next morning in the hospital from another but larger seizure.