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Goodbye Sweet Moses

It is with a heavy, broken heart 💔 that I announce Moses has passed away today.  He was 14 years old. He leaves behind 3 human caretakers, who never knew that one of the greatest loves of their lives would be a kind and gentle 4-legged soul with a big warm smile and the brownest eyes.  We met Moses 12 years ago. He was a rescue. They hadn’t gone in that day to get him. They saw him being beat up in the corner by other dogs.  So they took him with the others they saved that day. He was a bit, okay a lot, hairier than we expected but his rescuers must have saw something in hubs and I as they called us the next day and asked when we would pick him up 🙂.  Adding him to our family would be the best decision of our lives. He had a knack for meeting people in our neighborhood. He introduced us to so many people. Friendships were formed because of his gentle manner. Moses was loved by all who met him. He even coaxed a nervous kitchen contractor, who was afraid of dogs into loving him by the end of 3 months. Neighborhood kids would see Moses and beg their parents to get them a dog. One boy, Max even spent a few weeks walking Moses one summer. Every time Mo would walk by his house (to this day) he would look for the little human boy, Max (now a big high schooler). He loved going into people’s houses. He would slip his collar to go into people’s open doors. One time he walked into the house of a family eating pizza on the floor and he helped himself to a slice of pepeperoni pizza (it was his favorite).  Another time he ran into these two retired nuns’ house and found a nun slumber party (15ish nuns). When I went in to retrieve him, one of the nuns asked his name and I said “Moses” and they all broke out in loud boisterous laughing as if it was some kind of sign from God. Other neighbors and store vendors had treat’s waiting for him when he passed, he remembered who had treats and would ask them the next time he saw them. He was the only dog who didn’t know how to swim. I had to send my husband into Big Bear Lake to retrieve him once. He went in after a duck but had the saddest doggie paddle ever; I was afraid he drown. He hated fetching a ball.  He loved tearing into his stuffed animals when he was younger. He enjoyed chew toys and he loved looking out our front window watching people pass by or wait to see dad’s car pull up after a long day at work.  He was always the fluffiest dog. Kids at the park loved to come up and hug him. He was the biggest living teddy bear.  He hated baths but he always smelled so good and received so many hugs when he did allow them. He slept with my husband and I for few years. We were sad when he went off on his own.  He wasn’t sure about the new baby but he grew to like her and love her. He put her to bed every night. He stayed with her until she fell asleep and he would move around at night checking in on her.  Moses was no stranger to treats. He came to us weighing only 40lbs and malnutritioned.  One look at those baby browns and you just had to give him another treat. He knew where the drawer was and he would stand in front of it until he guilted you into another.  Moses was such a chill boy. He wasn’t a barker but he would alert you when people arrived.  He loved it when people came to the house because it meant more ear rubs, butt rubs and more chances to snag food.  He loved his walks. He was the Forrest Gump of dogs. He could walk 4ever. He never tired. We took him for 2 walks a day and he kept my husband and I healthy for many years.  He knew when something bothered us and he would sit by us or be by our side until we were okay.  It’s sad to be in our house tonight without him. It feels empty. His presence was so bright.  He brought so much joy and love into our lives. We are truly blessed and honored to be his second chance.  They say we saved him but he saved us.  He made life fun. He was our best friend and our cherished family member. Tonight the 4 musketeers loses a member. It hurts our souls. Our best friend is gone. Gone to rainbow ridge.  We are grateful to have been a part of his life. He is one of the great loves of our lives.  We love you forever Moses, our dear sweet boy. We miss you already. 💖💖💖

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