Scott and Katy could not have gone to Goa without the help of a remarkable friend in Maine who dropped everything to drive 2,050 miles to our home in North Carolina (roundtrip) to take in Loolie and Hershey for what was then an unknown period of time. Maureen Farr already had her own dog Max to love and care for. Even so, her heart and arms were open wide for our two rascals. And her standard poodle Max was all for it.
During the first four and a half months of Scott’s last journey, the three dogs–who were already very close pals- bonded into a new pack. Max gave them the stability they needed by sharing his space, his toys, and his loving energy. I don’t know how Maureen handled all three of them, but she did. She’s that kind of friend. And Max? He was that kind of friend, too. In the four summers since Scott has been gone, it was my pleasure to babysit Max and give the gang of 3 a chance to romp together often. Caring is sharing.
Now we join Maureen in grieving for the loss of her beloved Max who very rapidly developed and succumbed to an inoperable brain tumor this week. We ask that you join us in helping with the staggering emergency vet doctor bills if you can by clicking this link to donate whatever you can.
This photo is Scott with Max. It makes me smile to think that Scott was there with Hershey (whom I lost last year) at The Rainbow Bridge to greet Max with open heart and open arms, too.