Thursday, September 24, 2009


This handsome boy, is Maxwell. Better known as Max or Maxie. I got Max when he was a baby, and I was 11. When I moved out of my mom's house, Max stayed with her, but he was still my baby and always will be my baby.

Here we are. I'm 11 and max is about 8-10 weeks old. He always slept with me, stealing my pillow.. I don't know how he managed to kick me off my pillow every night, but he did.

Max liked to stalk the deer and raccoon that came into our yard. He was fearless! But he also liked to lick the tailpipe of any new cars on the block, so he was a bit crazy as well!!

I got a phone call at 1:42 am on Monday night. It was my mom. She had max at the vet emergency room. Max's kidneys were failing him. There was nothing we could do for him. He was 16 years old. He lived a very long happy life.

He was such a good boy! He was my grumpy old man. He was always grumpy, even as a kitten. We had lots and lots of good times together. We are all going to miss Max.

Rest in peace Maxwell.
You were such a good boy.