Harper was ours – or more accurately, we belonged to her. And now she is running somewhere with the other dogs we’ve had - Shelby, Cajun, Dice, Charlotte and Kody. After a long and winding road since last fall – we unexpectedly had to choose to let her go on January 17. The stoic little sheltie had so many problems and challenges, and we just wanted her to be without pain. Harper was the only dog we had that howled. Every once in a great while, some dog fur will dance across the hardwood floor – and I’ll tear up. Harper was a good girl, and it’s because we loved her that we’re heartbroken.