Truly a wonderful creature, Mad Max was 5 when he left us. He and his sister, Bumblebee Butterbean were found nearly starving to death and rescued. Max was in the worst shape. Dad brought them home and I immediately began giving him the baby electrolytes. They never left one another's side. They ran as most children do, playing, eating and chewing most anything in each other's path. When sitting in the garden room swing, they would jump up and lean into me. They loved leaning and getting love as most dogs do. I always wondered what would happen if one passed before the other. Would the other survive?
BB has survived and has more "brothers and sisters" than you could possibly imagine. She's fat and sassy, and rules the roost being the oldest now at 6. They looked nothing alike, but had the same mother. Her father, obviously was a "Beagle". Max, well Max was just Max and is sorely missed by me. Being our mascot and poster child for our website, which allowed dogs to stay in our hotel, Max was a true gent when his friends came to stay. Its amazing how animals know how to treat others as Guests...I suppose that is TRUE SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY!
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