5/4/1997 – 6/11/2012
AKA: Good Boy, Buddy, Silly Goose, Maximilian the Short, and Maximilian J. Weiner-dog.
Max was Cliff’s dearest pal and Charlene’s boon companion for nearly 14 years. Max loved to run, jump, play, and fly – which led to spinal surgery in 2000 and again in 2003, and a more sedate life style. He still enjoyed chasing a ball, even if he could no longer do it by pushing it off from the top of the stairs. He loved to shake his Fuzzy and flip it into the air. He loved to run around squeaking that Fuzzy – “kill” Fuzzy! He would often sit up to show how strong his back really was; he took great pleasure in snoozing on the deck in the sun and definitely enjoyed a wonderful life.
He was a devoted friend and loved by the extended family. Now he can rest. He has been released from the horrible confusion of his dementia, the encroaching blindness and deafness and the rapidly increasing weakness in his hind legs.
Hopefully Max will reunite with Cliff and Charlene again someday. Max and his family received end-of-life care and assistance from Angel’s Paws.
We love and miss you and you're quirky personality. You were traumatized by Hurricane Katrina but thank God you found your way to a rescue here in Ohio...and eventually to our family...where you made us laugh every day. You were so neurotic, but that is what we loved about you. I'm sure Daisy and Rocco are already showing you around up there. Look forward to the day I get to see you all at the Rainbow Bridge. Miss you, my little old man. XOXO ~Mom