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To My Moo-Dog...

I never expected you to leave me so soon, and I wish I had more time to say good bye.  But never forget that I will always love you and you will always be my baby.

Rest In Peace, my handsome old man. 

This is your story. 

When I first rescued you, you were skin and bones and that very weekend you were scheduled to be euthanized.   You were up for adoption for months, and no one wanted you because of what you were.  Your time in your foster home was running out because the other dogs didn't like you and you had no where else to go.

You know what?  I was looking for an Alaskan Malamute, browsing the rescue pages and I came across you.  Mom and Dad turned down several before you- they didn't think I had to time to take care of a dog of my own.  But when I saw you, i begged them.  Pleaded for them to let me adopt you, and they did...though Mom wasn't very happy.

So on June 10th, 2000, we drove to pick you up.  You were so skinny and mangey looking.  You were shedding your winter coat, had a huge gash on your right shoulder from being picked on by the other dogs at your foster home, and to top it off, you were in a crate- something I know you never liked.

I know it sounds cheesy, but it was love at first sight.  You didn't hesitate to come and say Hi.  You happily jumped into my Mom's truck and right then, you became a part of the family.

Little did I know what I was getting myself into.

You were quite the handful you know after you gained your weight back, with that gaining back mountains of energy!

Jumping on the counters and starting fights over food with the other dogs.  And I remember the first time we put you in a crate.  You were a true houdini of sorts...we never did figure out how your chewed thru that bottom, or how you fit yourself thru a 5 inch hole.  I guess real magicians never reveal their secrets :)

Or the first time Mom found you sleeping on the bar at the old house.  She was very mad at you!!!  You got me in a lot of trouble that day! 

Or the first time you jumped over our 8ft fence because you were mad I was outside washing my car without you.  Dad was very impressed, but Mom wasn't very happy.  You know why?  She was worried she had lost you!

We lost so many pairs of shoes, tupperware containers, tissue boxes and couch cushions to you!  You made every plastic food bowl look like they went thru a meat grinder!

I know it was stressful for you when we moved and I know it took you a while to re-adjust once we got settled into the new house.  But you loved it didn't you?  You had a whole new set of counters, bars and tables to jump on!  Yes, I know that made it worth it.

How about the first time you jumped on the kitchen table because you were mad I wasn't paying attention to you?  Mom got mad over that one too!

But you know what...you were truly a blessing. 

You never ceased to make me smile or laugh.

You always let me hug you and always let me kiss you nose- which no matter what was going on, always made me happy.

You always knew when to give me kisses when I was having a bad day.

You taught me patience and that nothing is perfect. Sometimes you just have to shake your head and laugh.

You also made me cry.  Some of the things you did for me. 

I will always remember your last day with me.  When Mom called me and told me your were hurting, I was so worried about you.  When I got home, despite all the pain you were in, you still jumped up to see me- you were so happy.

I know you were hurting when all you did was want me to hold you.

It was so unexpcted, what the vet told me.

I never thought that day with you would be my last.

Remember I will always love you and you will always be my boy.

Rest In Peace handsome.

Monty Moo-Dog

 1995 - September 8th, 2010.