This story begins in October 2003 when a friend asked me to care for her 11 year old cat, Max. Max was with my family for 4 months but we grew soo attached to him. He became ill and I took him to the vet. The vet said that his age had caught up with him and that he was dying. I had to make a painful decision to have him put to sleep, but before the vet could do anything Max curled up in my arms and died.
He touched my life and the lives of my children. My having Max gave me a chance to get to know his owner too. we are great friends now ….
Max we will never forget you!!!
With love,
| MAX |
| Amanda Bryson |