One of my all time favorites was the Max. I've written about him before. Max is running all he wants now. He was laid to rest today. If there's a dog heaven, he's there with Shorty, eating steak, chasing deer, squirrels, bunnies, you name it. Both of them are laying in the sun with as many tennis balls as they want surrounding them...sticks too.
Max was a Beagle. He could never run in silence with my two dogs. He had to have his nose buried to the ground howling all along the way, the howls were louder once he caught a scent. Max was an excellent runner. When Max was 8 and 9 he would run around 10 miles a day with us when we watched him. Didn't phase him at all even though he wasn't used to running like that on a daily basis. When Max was 11 he could run 5 miles a day with us....no issue at all. He was happy as could be, a little slower, but still loved it.
When Indy was a new runner, just before he turned 1, I'd pick up Max on a Saturday morning and take him and Indy on a run around Max's neighborhood. We'd head over to George Mason's Field House area and I let them off leash. They'd sprint chasing after geese. On Holidays, there was a Golf Course behind Max's house. I'd take my dogs and Max on the golf course and run with them. The Golf course was beautiful and Christmas was one of the only days in the year where we could get away with running free in that beautiful scenery. There were so many more running memories with Max, too many to list.
Maxy was a great runner and a great friend. The boys loved him, I loved him. We all loved him. He will be so missed.
Pictured: Maxy during a run and then below, Maxy AFTER a run.
