Sam is very proud of his moose. He keeps it front and center on his little shelf by his bed. It is his pride and joy, sitting between his old baseball and his favorite book. In the evenings while we watch TV, he brings it out and sets it next to him.
He treats his moose very gingerly, almost as if it is delicate china. I still don't believe he really knew what a moose was when I asked him what he wanted from Idaho, but this little moose seems to make him very happy.