This has been an incredibly hard week for me.
I had to say goodbye to my beloved corgi, Max.
We brought him home when he was eight weeks old.
We had never had a corgi before,
but we knew that we wanted one.
We visited a corgi breeder,
who had a large number of puppies that she let run around.
There was one tri-colored male
that kept coming back to us.
We named him Max,
and he came home with us.
Oh, how he made us laugh,
with those huge ears,
and thick, short legs.
He grew up to be a wonderful companion-
he loved to chase a Frisbee,
and what a competitive spirit he had!
He was always ready for a hike
Max has been failing for a while now,
and I knew that time was short,
but somehow that didn't make
the goodbye any easier.
He was 12 1/2 years old.
we lost two beloved dogs this year.
He's running with Sam now.
It's so tough.
You will be missed.