I still remember my first Hunt Test standing in the kitchen with Rayanne. We were watching the Master dogs go through and I remember commenting how badly I felt that some of the dogs were excused from the bird field for doing something wrong. I told her I didn’t want to work the kitchen anymore, I wanted to hand out dog treats to all the dogs. She told me I needed to get tougher and we laughed. Fast forward 9 years, I’m in the kitchen with her again and she reminded me of that conversation and pointed out, “Now you are picking up your own dog when you don’t like what she does in the field! My how things have changed!” We again laughed.

This club lost someone with so much knowledge of the AKC world. If we take all of us combined, we cannot hold a candle to what she knew. She left an impression on me and I will forever think of her every time I walk into that club house. The kitchen will never be the same. Your coconut cake will forever be missed.