Dear Maxximus,

I met you the day you turned 3 weeks old and you opened your eyes for the first time. It was love at first sight. We had 7 wonderful years together, and then you got sick with cancer. I promised you that if you ever gave me an inkling that you were in pain, I would let you go. That day came on April 8th, 2009. You had a cyst on your neck that burst and when I tried to stop the bleeding, you winced.

I kept my promise and it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Our vet, Dr. Carr came to the office on his day off to help you cross over. The night before, you had steak and banana pudding for dinner. You were so happy. The next day, April 11, we went to the vet’s office. One of the girls that works there brought you chicken McNuggets. You scarfed those down! Daddy and I stayed with you during and after you passed and just kissed your face. I apologize for not hugging you as Dr. Carr injected you. I couldn’t bear to feel the life slip out of you. Please forgive me.

We think about you every day and your sister Sophie misses you. I remember when you came to me in my dream and told me that Sophie wanted out. I found out later that daddy had closed the bedroom door when he went to sleep that night and she couldn’t get out of the room to pee. Thank you for that. Visit anytime.

You are a true angel and we will never forget you.

Love, Mama

Breed: American Bullbog


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