In Loving MemoryMic Judd, faithful companion, passed away after a long and happy life on June 15, 2008. She had been suffering from painful arthritis for a number of years and we hope that she is chasing cows and eating toast with Old Bill in heaven. Mic joined our family as an old dog. How old? No one really knows. We've had many dogs, but she was a family favorite...and not just because she never bit any of us. She was a lover, not a fighter. She lost an eye back in 2000 due to a misunderstanding at the food bowl with Willie Nelson (the cat, not the singer). It never slowed her down. Mic loved riding the 4-wheeler, chasing cows, speaking, toast, pancakes with syrup, a good horse hoof, deer leg, and decaying animal to roll around in. She loved to walk with mom and Sara all summer and look for chipmunks and squirrels. In her prime, she was a magnificent cattle dog. She loved our pack trips to the Uintah Mountains. There wasn't anything she wanted more, than to go fishing and watch her "bubbers." She once got lost at the back of the ranch, many miles from home after getting scared off by a helicopter. She was able to find her way back to the trailer and after several weeks away she was able to hitch a ride home. She had a great sense of direction.
Mic will be greatly missed by her surviving family members, but all the magpies within Summit County will be able to gorge themselves on mom's garbage and herds of deer will feast on the garden and flower beds. Mic was truly the end of an era at the Judd household. She was the last dog to work the ranch and will not be replaced in that respect. It is with great nostalgia that we look back on her life and recognize that it also contains a bit of ours as well. Rest in peace, old friend.
