Jacksons Point of View.
I've finally finished my training with Erin. She claims that my training wheels have now come off and I'm ready to train with 'The big boys.' She also decided that I needed some sort of celebratory meal.
"It might cheer you up." She declared at breakfast that morning. Grinning at her own idea.
"I'm am cheered," I replied grumpily. A formal celebration was the last thing I felt like doing. Erin, it seemed, had appointed herself as my very own personal cheer leader that, whilst I may have needed, I certainly didn't want.
"Oh come on it'll be fun. I know you miss Rose, I can't imagine what it's like being away from her, but you need to eat and I'm sure she wouldn't begrudge you a little happiness whilst you are here with us."
I had no idea whether she woul
