April 1997 ~ February 2010

Fate brought Mystic and I together in the fall of 2002. I will never forget the first time I saw him – standing in his run, with his dish in his mouth and wagging his tail so hard I thought it might fly off. It was love at first sight and I fell head over heels. Being new to the fancy, I had no idea who Mystic was or that he was quite well known. I just knew he was coming home with me and that he was never going to leave.

I have learned so much about pedigrees from doing research for dogs from Mystic’s bloodlines. Others earned Mystic’s many titles before he came to live with me so I certainly cannot take any credit for that! It is always a pleasure to meet or hear from people who knew Mystic or who own dogs that are related to him.

Mystic was a very handsome boy and oh that coat! However, he did not just have looks. He was a good tempered, affectionate, funny guy who brought much joy into my life. He had superb retrieving instincts- I never knew what was going bring into the house. An excellent traveler, he often accompanied me when I went out of town on business. He was also a hit with crowds at public events.  Mystic loved to see people but his tendency to want to grab people by the arm did surprise more than one! He was a quiet dog in that he rarely barked but he did like to talk – and as he always had something in his mouth the sound came out as err err, err err . If it was nearing suppertime, the object in his mouth was usually his beloved dish and the talking would get louder, accompanied by an impatient tapping of his front paws. Whenever the dogs got a nice bone to chew, the others would run off with their prize. Mystic would stand and tell me all about his bone (mouth full) until I agreed that it was indeed fabulous and then off he would go.

Mystic has left a very large paw print on my heart. My Moondog Luvins Boy. If the fates that brought us together smile upon me once again, Mystic’s legacy will live on at Dragonloft.