One year ago today Mike died. I recall the the horrible event of Mike dying at training that day. Only once have I looked at the videos that day of our seminar with Dean and saw my friend helping club members train their dogs. Just really crappy horrible day. A person never forgets that.
I remember my friend encouraging me, pressing my training forward. I still don't have my groove back, there is just a gap, an emptiness. He was so good to me and I miss him everytime I do a "Mike thing" --get tangled in the lines, taking forever to get my dog ready (we called him the "Chief of the F**K around Tribe", sometime forgetting to put my dog in the car for training-but I did remeber at the last second. (yep, Mike did that once-got to training without his dog).
Mike, Jett is doing well. Wherever you are you are looking down and knowing that you did leave our little world a better place my friend. Miss you
Sarah