If you're lucky, sometime in your life, you may cross paths with an old soul. Moses was such a dog. The way he approached each situation in his life with calmness and wisdom just seemed to come from prior experience. I'll miss his knowing eyes, gentleness, his fast, low, tail wag greetings, his deep groans when I massaged his ears, his jaunty gait. I was very fortunate to have his company for over seven years, although I wish it was for much longer. I will love him always.

Deb Gadiel

16 July 2010