Moab (In Loving Memory)


German Shepherd
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Home:Rocky Mountain High, CO  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs

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Nicknames:
Sir Hummelstein, MoMo, Mr. Mo, Mogeley Mo, Mo Betta', Mr. Mojangles, Pretty Boy Mo

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

Likes:
Moab loved to hike in the mountains of Colorado. As long as he was outside in the wilderness, nothing else made him happier. He loved to be groomed, petted and talked to. He enjoyed shallow water that he could bite at, car rides and ice cubes.

Pet-Peeves:
Hot weather, cats, squirrels, deep water, big fat stinky old stupid lab next door.

Favorite Toy:
Moab loved to chew on the super-hard nylabones. Everything else he destroyed within minutes of putting his mouth on it.

Favorite Food:
Moab loved boiled chicken and treats of bacon.

Favorite Walk:
Moab loved to visit the river down by Caribou, because the water was shallow and he could lay in it.

Arrival Story:
I adopted Moab from the Denver Dumb Friends League when he was around 2 years old. He had been at a shelter beforehand for 6 weeks and his time was up. I found him the day he was brought into the Dumb Friends League and knew right away we were meant to be together.

Bio:
If there is one thing I regret, it's that I didn't take nearly enough photos of our life together. His ear 'fell' from an aural hematoma a few months before he died. Aside from the primary photo, the rest were all taken in the days preceding his passing. [EDIT: new photos added '08]. He lived to be almost thirteen years old. He peacefully passed away, in my arms, in my home on July 30, 2003. He died of lymphoma. He is sorely missed. He was the most noble and majestic GSD anybody had ever seen. Moab was with me throughout my twenties, the most piognant and changing times in my life. Life is not the same without him and not a day goes by that I don't think of him and cry for him. I wish I could hold him, I love and miss him so much. He had the worlds biggest heart. I miss you, my pretty boy Mo!

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The Spirit of a German Shepherd Dog

April 2nd 2008 12:32 pm
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The Spirit of
A German Shepherd Dog

I was standing on a hillside
In a field of blowing wheat
And the spirit of a German Shepherd Dog
Was lying at my feet.

He looked at me with kind dark eyes
An ancient wisdom shining through
And in the essence of his being
I saw love there too.

His mind did lock upon my heart
As I stood there on that day
And he told me of this story
About a place so far away.

I stood upon that hillside
In a field of blowing wheat
And in a twinkling of a second
His spirit left my feet.

His tale did put my heart at ease
My fears did fade away
About what lay ahead of me
On another distant day.

“I live among God’s creatures now
In the heavens of your mind
So do not grieve for me, my friend
As I am with my kind.

My collar is a rainbow’s hue
My leash a shooting star
My boundaries are the Milky Way
Where I sparkle from afar.

There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined
But free to roam God’s heavens
Among my Shepherd kind.

I nap the day on a snowy cloud
Gentle breezes rocking me
And dream the dreams of earthlings
And how it used to be.

The trees are full of liver treats
And tennis balls abound
And Milkbones line the walkways
Just waiting to be found.

There even is a ring set up
The grass all lush and green
And everyone who gaits around
Becomes the Best of Breed.

For we’re all winners in this place
We have no faults, you see
And God passes out those ribbons
To each one, even me.

I drink from waters laced with gold
My world a beauty to behold
And wise old dogs do form my pride
To amble at my very side.

At night I sleep in an angel’s arms
Her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us
As stardust falls on thee.

So when your life on earth is spent
And you stand at Heaven’s gate
Have no fear of loneliness
For here, you know I wait.

~Author Unknown

 

Thank Goodness For Technology!

March 20th 2008 6:36 pm
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When Moab passed away, digital cameras were just starting to get affordable. The few photos that I had on his site were taken just before he died, except for the primary photo. Now, I've been able to scan many of his photos that I had on old-school film, and that enabled me to download them today!

I'm so glad to be able to share more photos of him in his prime with you all, my Dogster friends.

I hope Moab and Shadow have found each other again now that she has recently passed. I find comfort in that he is not alone up there.

I still think of you every day, My Sweet MoMo. You were an integral part of my life and am so thankful that you chose me on that fateful day when you were in the shelter in Denver.

The times we had together were the best times of my life.

I will never forget you my Pretty Boy Mo!

 
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