He gave the best head-butts (almost giving his you a bloody nose if you weren’t expecting it). Max was a lover, he let the boys lay on him, pet him the wrong way it didn’t matter because he just wanted the lovin’. If anyone was crying he would come over and sit with you until you stopped, rubbing his head on your face the whole time. I really haven’t ever met a cat as friendly as Max.

This last week we had to put Max down, he was 12 and developed some major health problems, among them diabetes. We debated and knew that it just wasn’t right for him or for us to have to treat him for it.

We all imagine that Max has little wings and is flying above us in our dreams. I don’t care what anyone says, I think there will be animals in heaven. No question. I am

We miss you Max, XOXO. You have no idea.