Max died this morning. It was a tough night from about 1:30 a.m. 'til 5:30. I am just so thankful that God let me have him all this time and relieved his suffering while I was with him to hold and comfort him. He's been such a good comfort and companion to me. I think he's probably running and jumping and giving Xela, my afghan hound in heaven, someone to keep up with now! :0)
I miss him so much!
p.s. it was his daddy's, Mark's, 50th birthday today.