I got Moose when he was 8 weeks old, from an ad on Craigslist. He was my rock, and the only thing I could rely on consistently for the entire 10 years of his life. He was the closest I'd ever had to my own child, and I was devastated when, in a matter of hours, I went from having my best friend, to making the heartbreaking decision to have him put down, after finding an in-operable tumor blocking his digestive tract.