Blue quickly convinced her foster family that she was meant to stay. She always came running whenever she heard anyone using the ice machine on the refrigerator, eagerly awaiting her ice cube. She loved to watch TV on dad’s lap, and lie in mom’s arms for ear scratches and leg stretches. Every morning she had to make a couple of laps through the house as fast as she could go. Blue gained her angel wings and reunited with her dad, and her best Sheltie friend Malcolm, with together with whom she played chase games, and kept guard of the house from the sliding glass doors.