Champ's beloved moose had been with him ever since he came to live with me at 3 months old. Moose-y did suffer the loss of all his stuffing, one antler and two legs but he was still well-loved and Champ toted him around often. I thought Moose-y had gone the way of so many of our posessions and that Little Miss Demon had shredded (and probably swallowed) him. As I was cleaning out the backyard getting ready to move I found him, covered in dirt and with grass growing out of him. Poor Moose-y, he escaped the puppy but not the garbage can. I'll always remember how cute he and Champ were when they were both young though...
Thanksgiving 2005
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