I have no idea what mom is thinking. There is talk we are loading up after my morning mileage adventure to go have a look at this. Some think I am weird, since I really don't get excited about car rides, it is one of my "adopted" kennel issues, end of story. To go for a ride will be OK, since mom & dad will be with me, but to look at this piece of cast iron? I hear it is bigger than a tennis ball and harder than a squeaky toy. It looks dangerous! I here Briar Press has lots of photos of beautiful old printing presses, check it the museum here.
My given name is Dreamworks BarCue Kidd Moose, but you can call me Moose! I am an 8 (or 56 in dog years) year old golden retriever. I have a job as the studio dog/mascot + Printer wanna bee, for CabinPress Studio, which mainly entails greeting clients, getting pets and showing off my bird flock + tennis ball collection.