Maxx (Boo Boo)

Where to begin with my story about this incredible dog. I got Maxx the first year of my marriage to Peggy, because she had already gotten Pookie and I wanted a dog of my own. I actually had chosen his brother aptly named Juggernaught because all the dogs from this litter had huge heads and very small bodies, but juggernaught had the biggest of them all. When I went back to purchase jug head he had been bought and so I decided to take this very small big headed pure white puppy. From the moment I put him in the car I knew he and I were going to be best buds.

Maxx was a very independent dog but when he wanted attention he was in your lap giving you the most tender of kisses, like he knew to be gentle with us although he was a 65-70 lb dog. His favorite place was our sofa although I tried desperately to keep him off of it, he preferred the comfy feel of that couch, and so in the end he won over his right to sleep up there and funny thing is he would only let Fluffy (his daughter) to sleep up there with him at times.

You've probably heard many people talk about how their dog was the best dog they have ever met, and I'm sure they were. But I can't remember him ever doing anything bad like most dogs do especially when they're puppies. Maxx seemed to stay out of trouble and on the good side of Peggy and I until he got older and we found that he would do things to get the other dogs in trouble. He was an instigator but I really didn't mind because Maxx could do know wrong in my eyes. Just ask my wife, she would always get on me about giving him special treatment but I told her that as long as that dog had breath in his body he would get special treatment from his daddy (me). I lived up to my end of the deal and treated him like he was a king and really he was.

Unfortunately, dogs don't live as long as humans and on February 8th, 2007 we had to put Maxx to sleep. He had gotten sick the week before with Shar Pei fever although he had never really been sick a day of his life the disease had taken this brilliant, incredible friend and cut his life short. He was 11 years old when he died and I know that this breed doesn't live past 12 years usually. But I felt that his life was cut short because of a disease and not of old age. I will never forget my friend Maxx, he brought such joy to our lives and made us better people for having the privilege of being this dogs caretaker.

We Love and Miss You Maxxie!