by Dianne Robinson
I lost Maxx on Sept 23rd at the age of 11yrs 11 months old. He was a trained protection dog and scared everyone who ever met him until they got to know what a gentle and kind soul he really was. His best friends (besides me) where two 8 lb rescue dogs and it was unbelievable how careful and gentle he was when playing with them. It was like he understood how big he was and that he might accidentally hurt them. He met me at the door every night for almost 12 years and I cant believe he is really gone. He was so strong and tough but on Thursday I knew that he was ready to go. I think he was to tired to fight the cancer anymore. I know I did the right thing for him but I miss him so much and I know my life will never be the same. I love you Maxxi man.