Author: Smith
Max by Sis / Your sis.
Max was a great dog. I loved him so much! I will never forget you Max. You will always miss you! You were like an older brother though you were a dog. I miss everything about you. Even that breath of yours. The morning you went in to have that long waited rest I cried. Then I went to school and
tried not to cry.
I went to my concert that night and just let the tears flow. I didn’t even wipe them away. You will always be in my thoughts. If we ever get a new dog, I will love him. you will always be the love of my life. The new dog will never take your place. You are mine, my poodle. And you will always be in our memory. I love and cry for you. I’m sad you are gone. Though I will see you in heaven someday.
Please say hi to grandpa for me and nibbles. I love you and miss you my dog. I remember in the beginning you didn’t like me then you started ro love me. I remember when sometimes you would greet me at the door. Or when you weren’t you were sound asleep. Please know you were loved.
Max by the Smith’s / Your fans and family.
Max was the first dog that my husband ever owned. He taught him he could love and understand how much God has to teach us through animals,
and how much value they have.
The Bible says, “that a righteous man is kind to his beast “Prov.12:10, and “the whole world knows Him through his creation”! Romans 1:20
Max had a neat little skip in his right left foot when he was really happy on hikes with us. He loved to celebrate birthdays and Christmas and was always the first to open a gift. He was so good with those little teeth and showed his sis how to unwrap a gift her first Christmas.
Max was a little aloof like a kitty, but liked to lay close to your side and feel your warmth. I will miss his little licks on my ankle when he walked by,(kisses). His favorite game was “cat tag”. When we saw a cat in our yard he would go tearing out and after the cat’s scent and “win” if he could just nudge the cat on the bottom with his nose. “I win!” The cat would look down from the fence, like was that for real?
Before he got so ill with diabetes, blindness, Cushing’s and an enlarged heart he could hike up 9,000 ft. with us. He never complained about his illness as a dog won’t. He just patiently bore it and stayed faithful to his job, of being our dog. He knew just when it was dinner hour. It always totally amazed me, how even during daylight savings time, he knew the exact hour and showed up to stare at me and say- time!
One day I was crying on the couch about something and I thought, oh my precious sensitive puppy is looking in my eyes with such sympathy! Then I glanced toward the clock. It was 5:00p.m., dinner hour! We always laughed about it since. He was brave, faithful, ever true, loyal, sweet, and so soft and cuddly. I took a long deep sniff in his warm furry neck before we gave him his final rest and freedom from his illness. I have never hurt so badly, but I believe he has enlarged our hearts to be filled with love for others. Love isn’t love until it is given away. Max helped to teach us that. Your our forever Max. Love, You’re family. (XOXOXOXO)
“See you later, Bud!”,
From,
Cousin Nicky(your best dog friend).
MAX by Smith
Max Smith by Mom / Max
To Mom
It’s the end of the trail, Mom.
My legs and heart, just can’t go anymore.
The hike was good Mom-
Camping,Christmas, sausage and bacon,
steak, chicken and opening gifts.
But my eyes are dim, can’t see anymore.
My ears can’t hear you come through the door.
I feel your vibrations upon the floor and my heart quickens, in love for you.
But, it’s been a long trail for this faithful old guy, raised two kids by and by.
Chased hundreds of cats and “boogie men”-I’m tired Mom. It’s O.K. Mom to let me go. I won’t hate you.
Don’t hate yourself.
It’s hard now, Mom, the needle sticks and pokes.
I don’t even fight them, the fight is gone.
The steak tastes good upon my tongue,
but won’t stay down to help me run.
So, I wobble around,
I feel lost and afraid, and rub my eyes,
but still there’s shade.
It’s O.K. Mom, to put me to sleep.
We’ll have all our great memories, forever to keep.
Hey, who knows,
but maybe I’ll get to herd sheep,
in the pasture lands above.
God, our Father, is a God of love…none like we’ve ever known,(perfect in every way).
He’s waiting for me, Mom, and Grandpa too,
it really will be O.K.
I’ll send you a sign, Mom, that I’ve made it O.K.
I don’t know how, but I will.
You’ve loved me a lifetime,
Mom, I’m forever your puppy still.
There’s alot of others, that need your love now, Mom, they cry and hope and wait.
I need to sleep, alot, now Mom…the journey’s been great,
but it’s oh so late. My stomach aches,(do you think there is a new body in Heaven for me too, Mom, like for you?).
My food doesn’t work, my brain’s all confused,
Mom, can I rest?
I want you to rest too, Mom,
not just from all of my care,(I know sometimes you love it), but in your heart.
It’s O.K. Mom, I really need a long rest.