Almost 14 years ago Flash picked me as his owner during a crowded breeders fair at a local pet store, even with little kids chasing after him, he sought me out...he stole my heart. On the way home I had a huge case of dejevu and knew immediately that his name was suppose to be "Flash"...then a few months later I took him to a local NAHRA training day and when he chased out for that stupid pigeon I was hooked! I did everything wrong with him, ran too many tests too soon, improperly CCed him, not consistent with corrections, you name it, I did it wrong, yet through it all he never held a grudge against me....he loved me....unconditionally. I did not deserve that love.
I could tell you all about what a wonderful hunting dog he was, how he frustrated me when training and chasing ribbons, how we eventually managed to finish his MHR and SH, but that really doesn't tell the whole story, it is only a piece of it. For me, his legacy will be his ability to teach me about unconditional love. It's hard to explain, but if you knew Flash you would understand.
I'm gonna miss you Flash Man, Poo-poo head, knucklehead, buffalo butt, psycho dog, the world's best black dog ever....btw you don't need to sit to flush anymore!
Love you always and forever...
) Thank you Flash for making sure I had some one to love me like you loved me. As a friend told me yesterday, I had to live up to my end of the bargain you and I made so many, many years ago...I hope you know that I love you and always will.
