The day I met you I fell in love–and I think you did too. From the moment you came home, you were my baby. With me, through thick and thin, good times and bad. You even won over Doug’s heart who had vowed to not play with my dog, pet my dog or look at my dog. Later when I asked him he said “I didn’t know that he was going to be Maxers.”
Now, fifteen years later, you are loved by all of us. You were Grandma’s grand-dog and the kids’ dog cousin. As Blayr put it – ‘cousins in God’s eyes.’ You have enriched our lives like you will never know. We love you, old man, and love seeing your wagging tail whenever we come in.
You are the best dog in the world.