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28 November 2008
Thanks everyone for your kind words, we really appreciate it. We also didn't know Max's time was so near, not until today. I know I don't have to explain, but I will: we just couldn't see the point of putting him through more procedures that would only possibly extend the quality of his life a few days at most. We were very lucky, luckier than most, in how long we had our boy after diagnosis, and for that we are eternally grateful.
We were also very lucky in that the doctor who assisted this evening was extremely gentle and kind, even holding my hand at times. She also spoke to Max during the entire procedure, which I thought was very nice of her. One of the gals (Lexie) who works the reception area stayed past her shift to assist us with the paperwork; she fell in love with Max in the beginning, and didn't want anyone else to be the one to help us. She was also kind enough to tell us that Max was a favorite there, and everyone's hearts sank when they heard the news of our decision.
Everyone has been so kind to us these past many, many months, and we really do appreciate it. We were so lucky that we were able to go to Carmel one last time, to meet other awesome Tripawds and their pawrents, to have the almost 14 months (!!!) after diagnosis and amputation. Max was a strong boy, but even he got tired.
I've sent this quote to a couple people over the last few days, and I'll repeat it now: “Grief is the price we all pay for love.” I like this quote very much, because I feel it tells us it's okay to be sad; because letting go is a very hard and sad thing. Thank you again, everyone, for your kind words, and for sharing our sadness.
Diane, John, Linda, and my beautiful boy, Maximus
Di and John,
I am so sorry to read about Max tonight. You guys showed the true tripawd spirit of living for each day by making the long journey up here last week and giving us all a chance to meet you and Max in person. I am so grateful for that afternoon.
I hope that going forward you will be able to take comfort in knowing that you did everything you could for Max. I know the decision you had to make tonight was made with nothing but love.
25 April 2007
“Grief is the price we all pay for love.”
It just deserved repeating. And the more we love them, the higher the price!
14 June 2009
Such a good boy, to stay strong so long, and to leave you little doubt when it came time for him to go on ahead. Hang in there. More thoughts and prayers are coming your way as you grieve and heal from this tremendous loss.
Yoda&Mom united: 9/5/06 …….… Yoda&Leg separated: 6/5/09……… Yoda&Leg reunited: 10/14/09 ……… ……………….………….………….……. Yoda&Mom NEVER separated! …………………….….……....….…… Though Spirit Yoda currently free-lances as a rabbit hunting instructor for tripawds nationwide
19 September 2009
I am so sorry to hear about Max… I look at his trading card and am honored to have him up with Shilo on my wall. He was an inspiration to us all and will never be forgotten… Run free Max, run free…
Shilo diagnosed with osteosarcoma 9/4/2009, amputation 9/9/2009. ShiloAnne lost her battle 11/23/2009 where she regained her fourth leg and is patiently waiting for her parents to join her. We will always love you baby girl.
The hardest part is letting go, it is when we put all of our selfishness aside and have to try and find peace in the fact that it was actually the right decision. I am crying with you guys right now. Max and those beautiful blue eyes put up such an amazingly brave fight. 14 months, in your face cancer!!! RIP Max!!!
Storm and Koda
11 November 2008
Oh Max, you handsome, precious blue-eyed boy. We are so, so sorry. It's been an honor to have fought this battle with you side-by-side as a fellow 14-month Tripawd Warrior. It is a blessing that your pawrents allowed you to move on before you were in too much pain. I wish we would have had the chance to meet you on this earth, but I know we will all meet someday.
To Max's mom and dad, we wish you peace and comfort in this difficult time.
Sue and Nova
Dane Mom Sue at nova.tripawds.com and Mom to Beautiful Great Dane Queen Nova, a Blind Tripawd, who kicked cancer's butt from 11/08-03/13. The Queen is Spirit Nova now, but her legacy lives on here at Tripawds!
13 September 2009
Di and John,
I'm so sorry to hear that Max finally lost his battle. He was an awesome dog… and you were both such wonderful and loving parents to him… You gave him an extra 14 happy months after his diagnosis… I will never forget those beautiful blue eyes!
You are in my thoughts and prayers…
Angel Jake's Mom
Jake, 10yr old golden retriever (fractured his front right leg on 9/1, bone biopsy revealed osteosarcoma on 9/10, amputation on 9/17) and his family Marguerite, Jacques and Wolfie, 5yr old german shepherd and the newest addition to the family, Nala, a 7mth old Bengal mix kittie. Jake lost his battle on 11/9/2009, almost 8 weeks after his surgery. We will never forget our sweet golden angel… http://jakesjou.....ipawds.com ….. CANCER SUCKS!
2 January 2010
Thank you again for all you’ve done for us. It matters a lot right now to have a support group like this. I wish all of you (including your dogs) could be here right now so I could tell you so in person.
We really thought we had a few more months with him, but sometimes nature has different ideas. We took the last couple of weeks off work to take Max up to Carmel and the January North Cal Tripawds party – a trip we almost cancelled due to Max’s health, but our boy would have none of it. His health rebounded, and we ended up having our best trip ever with him. He stayed energetic and happy until last Friday, when we noticed him hacking a little bit. We were bothered that he was finally showing symptoms, but not overly concerned.
But on Saturday morning, he woke up and seemed short of breath. He was only mildly interested in his food, and he seemed tired. Although he got excited as usual when we took him on some errands later that day, we could tell he didn’t have the same level of energy. We decided that if he wasn’t better by the next day, we’d take him to the vet for a checkup and maybe some meds.
No change Sunday morning, so we went to the vet, and that’s when they discovered that his lung mets had grown significantly since his last x-ray. They were generating fluid which was building around his lungs and putting pressure on them, making it difficult to breathe. Our doctors gave us the option of using ultrasound to drain the fluid, but they made it clear that due to the size of the mets, the fluid would return in a few days. There wasn’t going to be any good solution to this situation.
My wife said it perfectly earlier on this thread when she gave our reasons for making this decision. What I’m writing next is for those who will read this in the future as they seek advice on the most difficult decision they’ll ever make for their dog. Everyone on this forum who’s lost their dog has given us the same advice, and it’s true – you’ll know when the time is right. There won’t be any doubt. In our case, ultrasound was certainly an option. It’s just a needle to drain the fluid, doesn’t hurt much, and it would have fixed his breathing. But Max was always nervous and scared when he went to the hospital (no reflection on them – they’re wonderful, brilliant people who gave our dog a year of life he never would have had otherwise). Once we’d exhausted our chemo and treatment options, Di and I agreed we wouldn’t subject Max to any more stress. We could have drained him weekly if that’s what it took to keep him breathing well, but to what end? The mets were huge, and it was only a matter of time before some other problem became too big to fix.
In the past few years, Di and I have seen both a friend and a family member get cancer, and watched as they slowly wasted away and became pale, ghostly shells of what they used to be. For both of them, death was a blessing when it finally came. We swore we’d never let that happen to Max. He would never see a moment of pain that we could avoid. So in the end, there was no question for us. No subjecting him to the stress of a place that scared him, needles in his already chemo-scarred veins, or the pain that comes with cancer in its final stages. We made the decision to let him go before any real pain set in. And as I sit here on the first morning of our lives without him, I know we made the right decision. Our boy died happy, with Diane and I holding him and his beloved sister Linda leaning against him. He never knew pain, and never wasted away into a pathetic shell of his former self. He made it fourteen months as a tripawd with cancer, and we’re grateful for every second we had with him. We knew it was time to let him go with the same dignity he’d always lived his life, and I’m glad I can remember him like that. He was a proud, strong boy all his life, and deserved to go out that way as well.
I’m glad that one of the last photos of him was with Wyatt, who belongs to Tripwads founders Jim and Rene. Max is with their dog Jerry now, standing tall as an inspiration to all the tripawds to come. I’m proud of my boy and the battle he fought. He was a dog hero to the end.
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Wyatt & Max – January 13, 2010
25 April 2007
John & Di, there are no words to say how heartbroken we are, and how very sorry we are for your loss.
Mighty Max was our stoic hero, our warrior, our three legged superstar. Look in the dictionary under the word “hero” and Max's photo will be there. He will always be an example of how great life can be as a Tripawd, even when it's because of cancer.
We owe you a debt of gratitude for all you did for him and this community. You took the time to share Max's journey with us, to show us that even during the last stages of this awful disease, our Tripawds can leave this earth with dignity. Your courage in making the decision gives us a collective strength.
How fortunate we are to have met Max in pawson on three separate occasions. He was one of the first Tripawds we hung out with after losing our Jerry in October 2008. On that sunny afternoon on the beach, once we saw the love you shared together, and Max's amazing courage, we knew that we had to continue forward with Tripawds. To see him one last time just days ago with Wyatt Ray is something we will always hold dear in our hearts.
Max is now a spirit dog. He will never leave your side, and his spirit will always be here to inspire others as they walk similar paths. May he rest in peace, and may he and Jerry romp on the beach for eternity together.
-Rene, Jim, Wyatt Ray & Spirit Jerry
28 November 2008
John & Di,
It breaks my heart to read this, but I am so thankful you were able to let him go without pain. As a member of the November Five, Max (and you) will always have a very special place in my heart. Fourteen months fighting the battle together, has given me strength and courage, as I hope it did you.
You are in my thoughts today, as I grieve with you. May you soon find comfort in the wonderful memories you shared with the beautiful Max. Hugs to you.
RIP sweet Max. Run free at Rainbow Bridge .
Shanna & Spirit Trouble ~ Trouble gained her wings 3/16/2011, a 27 1/2 month cancer survivor, tail wagging. RIP sweetheart, you are my heart and soul. Run free at Rainbow Bridge.
The November Five - Spirits Max, Cherry, Tika, Trouble & Nova. 11/2008 - 3/2013 An era ends as Queen Nova crossed the Bridge.
13 July 2009
“Grief is the price we all pay for love.”
Yes, that deserves repeating and remembering many times over. Even at this time when we hope to provide some comfort to you, your words provide comfort to those of us who have recently (or not so recently) lost our friends and probably to those who anticipate their loss. You (Di, John) and Max and Linda are still teaching us a lot about how we might face this journey. Thank you.
p.s. That is a wonderful photo of young Wyatt and Max.
28 October 2009
I am just reading this. As everyone else has said, I am sooo sorry to hear this sad news. Max was similar to Raven recently. It's a reality check for me as to how quickly it could end, and drives home that I am SO grateful for every moment that he feels good still.
RIP sweet Maximutt. My condolences and prayers for your pawrents…
Dawn and Raven
Rottie Raven, osteosarcoma at 8-1/2 years old, amputation in October '09 and in February '10 due to liver mets he went back to heaven where he came from. raven.tripawds.com
Now I have Miles, rottie mix amputee from a shelter and traveled 1500 miles to find his way here through the Rescue Railroad thanks to tripawds.com. miles.tripawds.com
25 July 2009
Max, dude, I'm so sorry you had to move on to that dog park in the sky. I wish all of us could stay here forever with our peeps.
It makes me sad to know that we can't play together anymore. I had a lot of fun with you. Although I never got to meet my spirit brother Jerry, from what I can tell, you were a lot like he was; super cool, tough yet sensitive, and a real superhero kind of dawg. I hope I can grow up to be as pawesome as you were.
I'm really going to miss you Max. Say hi every now and then OK?
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