He came to us in 2001, probably about a year to a year and a half old, off the streets of Naples. Every day he was with us he showed us unconditional love. He moved with us from Europe, to northern Virginia, to Norfolk, to Colorado, back to Virginia and finally to the farm where he loved to run and lie in the sun. Today cancer caught up with him and we had to say goodbye. We laid him to rest in one of his favorite spots. We already miss him so much…the sweetest dog ever…the best dog ever.
Sleep in peace, Max. Good boy.