The Sarge

Today is a very sad day.
Our dear Sgt. Maxwell was laid to rest after 10 loyal years as the World's Best Dog.
Seriously, he is the only dog I've really ever loved. And for an extended period of time. I never saw him as smelly and dirty (as I feel towards most animals in general - especially house pets. ew. I digress....)

Max thought he was a person; he sat on his behind on the old green chair we used to have and slept on Jared's bed almost from day 1. And by bed I mean pillow.
He learned how to spell "g-o" "c-a-r" and "w-a-l-k" - also know as just a "w".

He loved carrots and ice cubes. He had one brown eye and one blue eye.
Strangers always thought he was blind in his blue eye. I always thought that was a weird assumption.

He waited up for me on the wild party nights of high school, along with Amber's wild nights and Jared's wild nights and Jake's wild nights (as if there were any of those).

He waited at the front window watching for the school bus to bring Jared and Jake and all the neighborhood boys home from elementary school.
Simply hoping he could play "pickle" with them in the front yard.

He loved to lay on the floor in the sunlight shining in through the back door. He loved laying on the vent - no matter what temperature it was - to cool off or warm up. He especially loved laying on the vent with a blanket over him in the winter. (I told you, he thought he was a human).

He loved us all unconditionally for the last 10 years.
He will be greatly missed.

Here's to you Max, here's to you.