In Memory of Max
2/12/02 - 9/05/04

My beloved 2 1/2 year old Max (whom I always called "Bup" or "Maxter") died this afternoon.

Bup was the sweetest, gentlest little boy I've ever known. He was my goodwill ambassador. He loved everybody and everything. He had the most amazing zest for life - everything was an adventure to him. He was an eternal puppy.

He was happy no matter what he was doing. He didn't have a mean bone in his body. He curled up beside me in my Lazyboy chair every night while I either watched TV or read. He was affectionate, loving, kind - and so good-hearted.

My heart aches to know that he will never snuggle up next to me again. I will never again see him tearing through the house playing with the cats. Bup was the "life of the party" here, and already the quietness is almost unbearable. It feels as if my heart has been ripped out.

Kim Stevens, P-Beau, Bouli, and Bea
Florida