Max by chris pressley / mom

Oh Maxie, today is your anniversary, 9 years gone now. I remember when we went to pick you up, your “owners” had you tied up with a log chain, told us what an evil dog you were…no, something that beautiful could never be evil. Then they said you did not like females….wish I could have seen the look on their faces when you hopped into bed with me that night all 145 lbs of you! And never left!

I apologize for not picking a very good co-owner for you, when Rory left and took you it felt like one of my children was being taken away, and I did not see you for a year. I remember the joy when he called and said he was bringing you back to live with me…and then the sadness when I saw what he had let you become. Your neck was swollen, your beautiful coat matted it just made me cry. He said you would not eat,,,it wasn’t that you would not, it was that you could not. I force fed you milk (your fav) and gravy until I could get you into see the vet.
Then came the bad news…thyroid cancer..

The vet determined you had had symptoms for 8 to 10 months,,,on the up note he said you were stable and the cancer could be treated at college station…or the other option would be to put you down…he estimated you were about 14 years old…

The vet was so nice to let me come see you at the late hour…and I remember him saying you were very stable and doing well….I laid my head on your chest and you put your paw on my arm, sighed and went home. I guess you knew that I was going to have to make an agonizing decision..and you made it for me…thank you for that…will never forget you “saying” :bubye: everytime you wanted to go for a ride in the truck…so to you Maxie :bubye: and thank you for the foot prints on my heart xxoo

 

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Max
10, Nov 2000
chris pressley