Max

Max was a Welsh Terrier we adopted from the local Humane Society in March of 1995 when he was about four years old. He had been given up by his family because they didn't have time for him.

Max was unlike any terrier I have ever met! He was very quiet, calm, and laid-back. His favorite activities were being cuddled, sleeping, and eating. He did sometimes like to play with his "brothers: Cosmo and Kirby. Max crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 8/11/01 after fighting an unknown illness the was destroying his liver.

The coming days will be hard for me, but for Max's sake, I will try to face them with a smile. I will try to remember something good about him each day, as he was in his prime. I will hold him in my heart since I cannot hold him in my arms anymore. And someday, someday we'll be together again on the other side, happy and never to be separated again. I believe this with my heart, for what other creatures except our beloved pets give us true unconditional love in this lifetime? That is why I believe our pets will be there in Heaven with us.

For you, Max, I will do my best to give that same kind of love to all the animals who come after you in my life. To do anything less would be a sin.

I love you very much Max and I will miss you.