This is my "big" sister Miss Moose. She wasn't very well taken care of where she was born, so Mom and Dad took her in a couple of years ago. She has really bad hip problems from being crated 8 or so hours at a time. She gets all locked up. It is a bummer.

Moose likes to play, sometimes she likes to play too rough with me and Mom and Dad get mad. I guess Moose and Oliver The Great Hunter used to play really hard together. Mom calls it Poodle Gladiators. A lot of crashing going on!

Oliver, TGH, had Tessy Too Too the Red Dog to teach him how to behave, be obediant and how to play. Mom says she was a good teacher. She says that Miss Moose isn't exactly the best roll model, like Tess, but that she is sweet and has a good heart. Moosey listens, but she likes to mess about too much for Mom sometimes.

This is me and Moosey playing on the couch. Doesn't she look meeeeaaann? She loves me though. As Mom says, "her bark is worse than her bite." I know she wouldn't hurt me, well, at least not on purpose. Mom says she doesn't have a mean bone in her body, just playful ones! This is good for me, but my parents have to constantly make sure Moose isn't too rough.

Dad says that I will do better when I am bigger and can out run Moose and all her jumping around doesn't scare me so much. When she freaks me out I go and sit on my Mom or Dad's feet until she calms down. Whew she is a handful! My Dad says that I am a handful too, so I guess that makes us even? I don't know, but I sure do like having her as a big sister.

I am Hugh