We all miss you and are so sorry that we didn't notice that you were not feeling well that last day. I was rushing off to a dog show in Vista that Saturday, with Franky, Caliopi, and Missy, and I did not check on you before I left. If I would have checked and seen you were not feeling well, Jimmy could have taken you to the vet and perhaps you would have survived. We'll never know, but I will always be sorry and feel it was my fault. You never complained about anything. Our last trip was to the shows in West LA where we stayed with Carol, Tommy, and Sue. You were happy at the show, just relaxing with Mac and Sandy. You were having a weird heat cycle, I had taken 4 or 5 progesterine tests, which indicated odd levels over a two-week period. We finally bred you to Mac artificially, hoping the progesterine tests were right and Mac was wrong for not thinking that it was your time. He was right, and your hormones were off. We had no idea that you were developing pyometria and not growing puppies. You were always so healthy and were so genetically sound. You were my first CHIC Lab. I will now know to check all my girls after their heat cycles to make sure that nothing like this ever happens again. I hope that you are playing at the Rainbow Bridge with Sunny and that maybe you will learn to play with our departed Jack Russells, Dixie and Giza, while you wait for me to join you there someday. I miss you so much Stormy and wish you were here.