Max

On our second anniversary Tim gave me an envelope with a picture of a miniature dachshund inside. It was to be my present. I was so excited. We had been talking about getting one for a while. I went with Tim's dad that week to pick up our little 5 pound puppy. He was adorable and fit in the front pocket of my overalls.

Today, just over six years later Max went to live at a new home. A home where he will be free to run, play, and even relax without two 17 month old children attacking him.

As John and Megan became more active Max became more aggressive. He had begun to growl and snap at them when they would try to take his toy or hit him. Because of these behaviors (and those of you who know him) and his constant barking, we felt that it was time to find him a new (good) home.
We are very lucky to have been going to an amazing boarding facility for the past year. Max loves being there and the owners and their children love him. When Tim mentioned that we were thinking about getting rid of him, they let us know that they would like to have him.
Max's days will now be spent running and playing with other dogs. Our hope is that he is now in a place where he will be happy.
We will miss Max, but know that this was the right thing to do for our family.