My good friend, Tim, will be disbanding his Siberian kennel and moving out West.
His presence will be missed.
True dog men don’t come along every day.
They are not made.
They are born with the gift.
Tim Riley has the gift.
A gentle hand. A kind word.
At home in nature.
I will miss his obvious passion for sled dogs, and all dogs, young and old.
I only hope our paths will cross again.
We wish him well.
Happy trails Tim.
“The mountains are calling me and I must go.” John Muir
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,
Woodswoman
