There are so many stories, and Mike was the ultimate storyteller. One night after playing late hockey, Mike broke an axle on the truck about a half mile from home.

Not wanting to disturb anyone, he called his local mechanic. The two of them came with flashlights into the dark country yard, and entered the barn and garage, looking for tools etc.

Kiera noticed something was going on in the yard in the dark, and called the police. Being rural, and letting the dispatcher know this was a potential break-in or home invasion in progress, they kept her on the line and dispatched for cars from different detachments. 

By this time, Mike and Chris had walked back to the truck. Imagine their surprise when across the flat Prairie on the grid roads they could see flashing lights coming at them from all directions.

They were told to put their hands behind their head and lean on the vehicle. Police stayed with them.

Next thing you know there’s police at the door, verifying our safety and confirming Mike’s identity as the owner of the truck.

We all had a good laugh but the adrenaline rush for all led to a sleepless night!

Mike was the ultimate storyteller and there are also many great ones about Mike and Kiera.

One night after playing late OOHA hockey, Mike broke an axel on his truck about a 1/4 mile from home. Not wanting to disturb the sleeping household he called the local mechanic. With flashlights they looked in the garage and shed to locate something needed.

Having a view from her window, Kiera saw lights and heard rustling around. She called 911. Believing there was a potential home invasion in progress and a young girl calling, they immediately dispatched 4 cars from 4 different detachments and kept her on the line to report status and accompany her.

By this time, Mike and Chris had walked back to the truck. Both dressed in dark clothes and wearing gloves, carrying flashlights, imagine their surprise to see across the flat open Prairie, flashing lights approaching from all directions. 

They surrounded the vehicle, asked them to put their hands behind back and held them on the hood of the truck. While held, they sent a car to the house. I was awoken to the sound of Jaxon growling - he put himself between the cop and Kiera - the most usually goofy and docile dog ever. She woke me up as the police had questions and was  asked to confirm Mike's identify. I had slept through the whole event until then as Kiera so responsibly handled it all!

When all was settled everyone had a good laugh, but not a lot of sleep was had after this 2 am adrenaline rush!

One of many great Kiera and Mike stories.