Kate was my dad's second chessie. She came to him from my cousin next door who had hunted her for ages. I do not remember just how old she was, but past beyond breeding. My cousin brought her over here and told her, " You live here now. " She never went home again..even though it was just a short walk. Hunter, my first was her son. I am oftenb amused at just how dumb they can be when you want them to do something, yet just how pescient and smart at figuring out stuff. Weird breed....best there ever was.