My favorite memory with Victor is probably the first time we jumped. I imagine it probably wasn't a pretty sight and I'm glad no one was around to watch (hehe), but I'll never forget the way it felt. It was like slow motion- I felt his front feet lift off the ground and that brief second when all four feet were in the air was priceless. And what made it more special was that he doesn't even like jumping, but he put up with me anyway. Considering how crabby he usually is, I still can't believe he did that for me. He can be a sweetheart when he wants to be.