She was my first Border Terrier. She was older than my youngest son. She wore tutu’s and dressed up in sweaters. She was my little girls pick puppy. She competed in a few dog shows until baby number 3 came along. Then training classes and shows stopped, we were knee deep in diapers. She flew up to Minnesota in cargo, when we moved up from Texas. She was a trooper.We will always remember the time she ran into the neighbors house chasing their cat, ran down one set of stairs, around their basement, up the front stairs and out the door. What a great way to meet the neighbors.I’ll remember the workers calling her Sonic, after the hedgehog cartoon, because she would escape from the yard and zoom around the construction site next door. They would feed her their lunch scraps, which just made her more determined to get over there.She was a sweet dog that loved all the other dogs I brought into the house. Didn’t tolerate them, but loved them all. We had many fun times and special moments.