I dash through the snow-covered mountain swerving through trees and lapping over falling branches. The past four years have gone by so fast and so much has changed. Reaching the top of the hill I laid down resting my head on my front paws and enjoyed the Montana scenery. I don't know what it is about these mountains that always have me reflecting on my past but I was grateful for it because if you never forget the past you can't repeat your mistakes.