Christened Sir Parker Neuss, you were our Prince of Pups, Grandpa’s Big Boy, Bubba, and my Best Boy. You were our gentle giant, our golden boy, our once in a lifetime dog. Of all your nicknames you liked Moose best.
You had an old soul’s spirit; gentle and wise even as a puppy, seasoned with devotion, loyalty, dignity & poise combined with a sense of humor and a quest for adventure. You loved the spirit of the chase whether it was a squirrel or a tennis ball. Any amount of snow was reason enough for celebration! How well we remember the dog angels you made, snowballs the size of large fruit dangling from your feathers, and the sight of you plowing snow with your snout so that your low rider girls could access a snow filled yard.
A terminal diagnosis failed to stop you from living each day to the fullest while you mentored your humans and your harem preparing us for life without you. Emotionally & physically strong, you defied the odds, outliving your prognosis not once but twice!
As you trekked your way through our hearts, you blessed us with 10 golden years full of adventure, laughter, and love. We hope that by sharing your name, another family will be as blessed as we. You epitomized all that is Golden and we celebrate our journey with you.
Thank you for choosing us as your family. You are furever in our hearts.
Happy Trails Parker Moose!
- The Walden Family