On my birthday many years ago my daughter and son in law gave me this little ball of fur which grew into a medium small dog named Maxine. Named after one of my husband’s old girlfriends from college days. There was a show called Benjie about this darling little dog and Max looked just like her. She was the best dog for children, let them play with her and drag her around till she got tired of them then she would disappear. We had some large evergreens in front of our house and she had burrowed a little hole just big enough for her to snuggle down into and that’s where she would go. It was shady in the summer and warm in winter.
She had darling pups and they were not hard to get rid of but one day I went outside and she had 5 or 6 puppies hanging from her trying to nurse, she looked at me like “help.”
After the puppies were ready to leave I took her to the vet and she had a hysterectomy. When I went down to the vets to get her she looked like “oh, thanks, thanks.”
After we were gone a year on a mission when we came home she came out from under the shrubs barking and jumping on me she was so glad to see me. I loved that little dog and she loved me. We had her about 14-15 years. She died while we were on another mission. Sometimes I still look where the shrubs were expecting her to come out and greet me. She only jumped on me that one time—she was so excited.
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