In loving memory of my darling Flynn, Twoacres Joker The Hooley, who died 3 years ago today. It seems like only yesterday that I lost him. My first show dog, we went on a steep learning curve together, he taught me a lot and we had a wonderful time doing it. He was always full of exuberance, absolutely loved life and he had a fantastic sense of humour. He always thought that he was there to entertain everyone. In the ring he would often bark all the way back to the judge and if I wasn't quick enough he would sometimes throw himself round their neck to say hello! Most people found it amusing, but there were some who didn't have a sense of humour. So naughty as a puppy, we called him Hooley O'Flynn and the name stuck. All his life he made sure that he did everything HIS WAY, right to the end. I miss him so much. Sleep well my handsome Irish man, you are forever in my thoughts.