It is not without tears that I write this post.
On Wednesday, February 2, 2011 our loving, energetic, always playful puppy Max went to be with Jesus.
He was only 3, but a health complication meant that his time had come.
He was my four-legged child and even though he had a propensity for dirty underwear and his nose led him more than his head did, he was still a part of the family and his presence is dearly missed.
We love you Max and we look forward to seeing you again.
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