A Dog Named Moose: I'm Moose

Hello everyone, my name is Moose. I'm a dog. I have a blog.

My story starts a few days ago when I was running around the intersection of Airline Drive and Interstate 45 in Houston, Texas. For those of you that don't know, it's kind of a rough neighborhood, even for a guy like me. There were lots of pimps, prostitutes, gangsters, and drug dealers that used to hang around in my neighborhood. People weren't always nice to me. I didn't get fed much either. But a couple of days ago, I was hanging out at my favorite gas station trying to find some food and this nice guy tried to make friends with me. At first I didn't trust him, but after two hours and four cans of Vienna sausages, I got close enough for him to grab my collar. I was scared though and we had a bit of struggle. I thought he might be trying to hurt me. But it turns out he only wanted to help. He took me in a car away to a new home.

When I got to my new home, I had two friends waiting for me. They are Hank and Daisy. They were very excited to see me, but I don't think they know what to do with me. Sometimes Daisy is aggressive toward me and it scares me. I'm just a little guy. There is also a cat named Duchess, but I don't see her much.

I've heard that I'm going to something called the vet tomorrow. I don't know what that is, but I'll tell you when I find out. I've also heard that I'm getting "fixed" later this week. I don't know what is wrong with me so I can't imagine what needs to be fixed.

Anyway... I want to find a home... I don't think Daisy wants me in this home so much, so maybe I'd be better if I found another place.

Please contact me if you have questions, or want me to join your family - email here

This is me - I'm kind of skinny. You can see my ribs.