House of Puddles

In Memory of Mosby, at the Rainbow Bridge:
February 23, 2006

My name is Mosby and my Gotchaday is 9/16/2002. I am blind from glaucoma.	I got to go to the Guardian Angel Basset Rescue Waddle that year. I was the coolest guy there.

Mom had just moved into our house before I came. I helped her unpack.	My old family had to give me up to go be missionaries, but they send me presents sometimes.

Really GOOD presents!	Once they sent me a Valentine, too. They miss me very much.

This is my birthday party on 11/21/02, when I was 11.	Must have had a little too much cake...

Grrrrrr... I'm a mean bunny!	I know boys are s'posed to like bugs, but I didn't want to BE one.

This is my "devil-may-care" look.	Nothing like a drink of nice, fresh, imported water.

Unless it's playing "Spy" in the back yard. (Can blind guys be spies?)	ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I can help blaze trails in the snow...	...and balance snowballs on my nose.

Sometimes I relax on my front porch.	Sometimes I stretch out on the futon.

And sometimes I just want to hide behind the pillows.	Christmas 2005. I'm 14. I have diabetes...

And I have to wear diapers 'cause I wet the beds.

But as long as I have my nose, my teeth and a piggy chew, life's not so bad.

4422 Reels Mill Rd.
Frederick, MD 21704
olddogs@houseofpuddles.org