After rescuing an 8-year-old Cockapoo from the local shelter three years ago (or is it four now, I lose track...) hubby and I have decided that our mission from here on out will be to look for the older, less "adoptable" dogs. We really hit the jackpot with Callie, as she was completely housebroken, and had been taught both verbal and hand signals for behavior. So somewhere along the way she had a great home, but like some of the genteel southern ladies of the antebellum American era, she fell on hard times and was forced to "rely on the kindness of strangers."