This is Max.
Max was by far the quirkiest, most lovable, curious and entrancing creature I know.
In the fibromyalgia flare-up days when I was so exhausted it is an effort to brush my teeth Max was there to walk me. When I’ve cried myself to sleep because of pain Max was there to lick my tears. When I’ve subcombed to depression Max maked me laugh.
And so it’s only appropriate that I dedicate this Blog to Max
Max passed-on in December 2012. This is his original page.
“I’m so glad you came to MY page. You must be a very good person, intelligent, discerning and lovable, like me.
I have decided that it is not fair that my Human Judy gets to post her thoughts and I’ve been just her cute “poster boy”. From now on when I have a thought I’m going to post it.
Please scroll down to see some of my best friends. I need top billing because this IS my page.
I’m part Basset.That’s a quirky thing.
I’m part Terrier.That’s a stubborn thing.
My other parts are unknown.That’s an intriguing thing.
I have big brown eyes,
a loooooooong body
and short front legs.That’s a Basset thing.
I have short ears and long hair.That’s a Terrier thing.
I understand English.That’s a smart thing.
I chew up comforters.That’s a comforting thing.
I lick humans a lot.That’s a loving thing.
I love vegetables and fruit.That’s a healthy thing.
I lay in the sun.That’s a cat-like thing.
I sing.That’s a howling thing.
I’m a dog.That’s a wonderful thing!
I got this letter from Tootsie. She has a much more exciting life than most. Submitted on 2011/04/17 at 4:58 am
Max, My Human let me watch your walking video. You are very dapper and well behaved on the leash. My Humans take me to the forest preserves on hikes and you wouldn’t believe what I have seen. Horses, they scare me because they are so big. I’ve seen deer and even though I really try to talk to them they always run away from me. I think they are scared of my humans not me. There was a coyote once, but my Human got us moving fast and we skeedadled out of that area. The best thing I ever did was hike with the Boy Scouts because they had food and kept sneaking me some. This past winter me and my 3 human men took me snow hiking. They bought me little boots to keep my paws protected, it feels weird but you get used to it quick. The snow is the best! The forest preserve is awesome. So much cool stuff to smell. I wish you could visit so I could show you.
his is my new Best Friend, Natalie. She’s a rescue dog, like me. Natalie is 7 years old. And she is a verrrrrrrrry lucky dog to find a family that loves her. I know. (Don’t tell my human Judy I said that — she has enough power as it is)
Mr. H is also Jewish. His master’s maiden name is Abramson. His Human, Rosemary Lee went to UCLA and has lived in Las Vegas since 1963. (I wonder if Rosemary could get me into a casino?).
Rose Mary told my Human that Mr. H is willing to share treats with me and is sending me a card to say thanks! (Mr H. is very generous, dispelling once and for all the false myths about Jews. I will ask my Human to read the card to me)
Mr H’s human has a blog – you can see him there too. http://rosemaryl.blogspot.com. I think his human should give him his own page.