So sorry to hear the sad news about Maxine, Beanie, et al.

We are happy to have had a chance to be with her back in November and join her morning and evening constitutionals with Max and her staff. She was quite a gal!

Our Sadie is getting long in the tooth as well. An infinitely happy 87 lb. Black Lab with a Ghandi soul and a William Wallace heart. Your story touched touched us (as we augment her meals with many mgs of glucosomine).

Just like your “Ladyship,” our Sadie (aka Guillermo, Chill, Beasty B., Sexy Sadie, etc.) requires her long morning and nightly constitutionals and will fearlessly drag us down “her” assigned paths when we try to shorten the walk and cut off a block or two. Endlessly congenial and cordial, ever-so-gentle with children and old folk, she will never start a “scrap” but will respond with great authority when snapped at by other beasts with inappropriate intentions. The now insecure Doberman up the street tiptoes and backtracks when she passes by, having learned a difficult lesson a few seasons back.

Alas, we wax about our children, both 4-legged and 2-legged, but we go with Will Rogers on this one. We may sidle over to the doggie side if we are, by providence, admitted up yonder. We cannot imagine any heaven that would not be graced by the calming, generous acceptance of our dear Canine friends.

We will miss Lady Max and pray for your recovery in your time of loss. A trip to the tulips in Holland in May might be the soothing elixir you need to help assuage the pain.

With love from David, April, Austin, Trina,Devin, Martha, and Sadie-dog (arff).

Thanks to all the Beatties for this wonderful note. We are bereft, but know that she is in a better place now, out of pain and running again, which she could not do for the last two weeks of her life. Hold on to your Sadie — they are never with us long enough. Thank you for the invitation to Holland — it is something we would love to do, but this May we will be in our beloved Italia for 3 weeks. Perhaps when we get back it will be time for some pup hunting. Be well, my friends . . . Lydia

Linda & Tim, Andy & I know so well the heartache…everyday. As ever wise, my friend take that time for the honor of this love. Its been 16 months since we saw our “baby girl” Kyrie. Those first three months I wrote every trait – not to loose a single memory of her. Sometimes we get to hear her “ca-plunk” from jumping to the floor. Andy looks for her every night and when our prayers are answered, she graces our dreams. Truth told pet loss started me journaling. I still have the picture I drew at age 8 of my dog Lucky smiling. Grande Dame, Peanut, The Destroyer, Kyrie too had aliases. Having met the most marvelous, hospitable Maxine, I’m partial to “Best Good Girl” and know absolutely she is very fine in her spirit form looking after you. So much love to you guys, Lynda