There's a Moose on the Loose!

This post is for Grandpa! We have rather large (read: ginormous) black lab mix who is a very sweet dog. Somehow he got the nickname "Sammy the Moose." And a few times (read: almost every visit) at Grandma and Grandpa's, he's gotten loose, sometimes jumping onto other boats and diving into their trashcans to eat chicken bones, sometimes running down the dock and appearing at the grill where Grandpa is grilling dinner, and once, while on "vacation" after the little guy was born, running around the marina with Grandpa on the chase for about 45 minutes, resulting in Daddy getting a phonecall something like this:

Caller: Hi, do you have a big black dog?
Daddy: Um, yeah...but he's at my in-laws right now...(slowly making the connection...)
Caller: Oh, well I found him. Oh wait, there he goes...
Daddy: Um, ok thanks. I guess I'll call my father-in-law.

So Daddy called Grandpa, who obviously knew Sammy was on the loose, and Sammy eventually decided his adventure was over and trotted back to Grandpa. And shortly thereafter we picked Sammy up from his post-birth vacation at Grandma and Grandpa's, lest he never be invited back again!

Anyway, one of Grandpa's favorite Sammy phrases is, "There's a Moose on the Loose!" And when we found this shirt at the baby store we laughed that new-parent-sleep-deprived-this-really-isn't-that-funny-oh-but-it-is-and-now-people-are-staring-at-us laughter. We hope it makes Grandpa chuckle, too!