This weekend, one which we reflect on that which we are thankful for, was one of joy, laughter and some tears.
Four months ago we brought home a soft, rolly, lumbering, white lab puppy that we (well...Ben actually) named Maximus. In the time since, the kids have fallen in love with his gentle, playful nature, his love for the chase, and his velvety ears. There were days that I wanted to kick him the head for digging giant holes in the yard, or pooping on the carpet, or biting the furniture. But, redemption always came in the quiet hours of the evening when Max would lay his heavy body on my feet and slumber silently. Every so often getting up to rest his head on our laps for a pet.
Had we the time or the space to keep max we would. he is a dream dog. Gentle, intelligent, willing to please, fun. And the home he has gone to will be able to give him all the love and attention we would not. And so, he is loved from afar. The kids are handling it okay but they do ask where he is and why he is gone and can we visit him everyday. To be honest, his departure was harder on me than I imagined it woud be. I don't miss his irritating puppy habits, but I do miss his big brown eyes and friendly presence at every turn. He has made his mark on our lawn and ultimately our hearts....He will never be forgotten.
Good bye Maximus.
We love you and miss you already. Enjoy your new home and all the duck hunting adventures you will have.