Dear Max;
You were the best dog on the Earth. You never had a mean bone in your body. You loved everyone so much, even complete strangers. Growing up, you were always looking to play and run around. Your favorite pastime was chasing things, be it your tail, small children, or the kittens whenever our cat would have a litter. Your favorite food in the whole world was the special Italian seasoned roast beef cold cuts from our local grocery store, but you wouldn’t mind settling for ham or kielbasa, or whatever else we kept in the meat drawer. Steak night was especially your favorite because you got to chew on all of those bones after dinner. When you were stuffed, you’d scratch at the door to be let out back, or you’d scratch at your leash to go for a walk. You’d hop up and down and twirl when someone decided to take you outside.
Max, the passed 10 years were the absolute best with you around. I only hope the next dog is half as great as you are. I love you, my little buddy; my little sidekick.