Several weeks ago when I was in Raleigh I ran into one of my longtime friends in Rottweilers. It was good to see him again. I helped him get one of his dogs to ringside, and we had a chance to chat about dogs a little. I spoke to him about Mike, and brought him inside so he could see him. I offered the dog to him, should he be interested, and he agreed to consider it. I didn't think a lot more about it. Fast forward to this past weekend at the dog shows. Turns out he is VERY interested. In fact, we discussed it, and I took Mike up to him on Sunday after the show. This guy has been in Rottweilers longer than I have, and is an excellent trainer. He has finished quite a few dogs in the Breed ring, bred some nice litters, and he has titled I don't know how many dogs in the working and obedience rings. He and Mike have hit it off in a really super way. The dog is sleeping in his bed and riding everywhere with him. I am pretty sure you could not pry this dog away from him with a crow bar now. I went by to see them for a little while today. Sure was glad to see my boy, and he was glad to see me too. Funny thing tho. As he went back in the house with his new owner, he didn't even look back at me. I know this is an outstanding place for my Mikey where he will get loads of attention, outstanding training, and be a cherished personal dog for the rest of his life, but I tell you it hurts like hell. I have cried every day, and I'm crying writing this. Cried when I left up there today. *sniffle* I really miss my big ol' huggy boy in the mornings, especially. It's good he's not too far away. I expect I will take another trip up there in a week or so.