My neighbor's dog died the other day. One of my favorite little guys running around here, even though he was too old to play around with the pups. He was a 14 year old version of Moose. I always wondered what Moose would be like when he got older, and seeing him made me feel like I was actually seeing an old Moose. It seems almost as if it's taking a toll on the whole building. But it'll be all right. Rest in Peace, little Pilot.