AMTG Stormy King Of The Throne

To move from cache to cache. Taking a little time off to sit on a throne. He is one of the thee Min Pins in a group TB. The pack is to help you find the next cach to put a TB in.

Remember size is all in your attitude. Knight's Storms A'Brewin' is small but fierce (well... in his head he is fierce). When he is barking at you (keeping a good distance from you)....just you try to turn your back on him!!!! He will rush in to get a Yap very close to you. If you turn back and face him......he falls wwwaaaayyyy back to safer ground.....all the while barking bravely. ......................He is old now and is truely the sweetest dog I have ever shared life with (and I have shared many). All he wants is to be sombody's dog. The other two want treats, to go out, a toy, to ride in the truck.......Stormy just wants YOU. He sweetly licks the vet-tech's hand while she is inserting a needle to draw blood. Would that we all could be such as Stormy.

UPDATE:  My Stormy shed his mortal coil on 11/22/2013.  He licked the hand of the vet as the needle was inserted.  God I miss him soooooooo much!  

 When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special friends so that they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All of the animals who are ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together... William N Britton 

Stormy, I am comming....I know you will wait for me....I am slow but I will be there soon.