2019 was a rough year for dogs in the Ittmann household. Today, Moose joined his brother Chunk in puppy heaven. He was 9 and a half years old (6/19/2010 – 12/23/2019). Having been through this with Chunk less than a year ago, I thought we’d be better prepared, but telling Moose good bye still devastated us. If anything, our 5 year old handled it the best.
Moose was the sweetest, kindest dog around. His goal on earth was to make us happy. For him, just being by us was all he needed. Those were the traits I remembered from our mastiffs when I was young, and Moose lived up to it every bit. He was loud and made a mess just about everywhere, but that was part of his charm. There were several times friends would be over and would just start laughing. I had no idea what was going on at first, but it turns out we were so used to Moose snoring in the middle of a room like a grown man that we didn’t even notice it. Obviously, everyone else did.
Alyce flew to California to pick up Moose nearly a decade ago, but it seems like recent memory. This was the first of many times his momma spoiled him. He was in a travel kennel for the flight but managed to convince his mom to let him out on the plane to visit…only leading to a big mess developing mid flight.
