You and I go way back. A shared love of the small black schipperke dog bonds so many of us together. But you were more than that, you were my best friend. Our laughter, our tears, but the last voice you heard that day was mine saying "I love you now get your butt to a safe place."
I watch the storm chaser report and video, the chase that took it straight to your house. My heart waited with hope, but I knew even then you were gone.
Kindness, laughter, love and determination are words we all used to discribe you.. but the best was FRIEND. An artist, a computer geek that sat up half the night to help me fix my crashed computer, you were always there for me. What will I do now?
I will treasure your gift to my soul and try to live up to your expectations of my dog training skills. After 19 years of working SAR dogs I could not come to find you. I know you will give all those hugs to the 3 fine SAR dogs who wait at Heavens gate.. and someday you'll hug my neck when it is my time to reassure me as you always have.
Go FIND! and with laughter, tell Connie and T how much you love all those "Boggs Doggs".. and remember to come touch the earth for us now and then.
Miss you so much.. see you tuesday.