Just a few weeks short of her 17th birthday on May 25 (that’s about 90 in "dog years"), our Schnauzer Maxie died peacefully in a veterinarian-induced sleep on May 11, 2008. Although Zac is quick to point out he is probably the only grandchild who was never bit by Maxie, we loved her and enjoyed her loyal devotion for many years. She barked excitedly when any of us came home, but she had a special high-pitched bark reserved just for Linda. Maxie especially loved going in the camper and she could always tell the difference between Ed picking up the camper keys and his car keys. When sh
e got into the camper she would jump up into the upper bunk and find her way into the very back corner "hiding" to make sure she got to go along - no matter where we were going! We also smile at the memory of her sleeping with one of the kids or with us - under the covers - until she got too old to climb into bed. She was a good old girl and a devoted member of our family. We miss her!
Just a few weeks short of her 17th birthday on May 25 (that’s about 90 in "dog years"), our Schnauzer Maxie died peacefully in a veterinarian-induced sleep on May 11, 2008. Although Zac is quick to point out he is probably the only grandchild who was never bit by Maxie, we loved her and enjoyed her loyal devotion for many years. She barked excitedly when any of us came home, but she had a special high-pitched bark reserved just for Linda. Maxie especially loved going in the camper and she could always tell the difference between Ed picking up the camper keys and his car keys. When sh
e got into the camper she would jump up into the upper bunk and find her way into the very back corner "hiding" to make sure she got to go along - no matter where we were going! We also smile at the memory of her sleeping with one of the kids or with us - under the covers - until she got too old to climb into bed. She was a good old girl and a devoted member of our family. We miss her!
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She bit me a lot in her "90 years" of life but I still loved that dog! I will miss her! She was my first real dog, you can't count Tramp (cause he was the devil...well one of them, we can't forget satan the cat)
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