Max finally succumbed to kidney failure on Tuesday. He was a good and proud dog until the very end. He loved his backyard which he watched over diligently for trespassing squirrels or geese landing in his pool. Max loved his morning meal with his best friend, Mika. So much so that he would chase her around the kitchen island and she would in turn chase him until all of the throw rugs were up against the cabinets and finally his food was placed before him. He also loved his evening strolls around the yard, watching out for mom who was watering plants and standing beside his dad, looking out over the creek habitat. Miss you bud.
Sept. 7, 1999 - June 25, 2013
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." -- Dr. Seuss