Maxwell's Foster Journey - Adopted 12/20/03 - Rainbow Bridge 4/19/10
4/20/10 - Our beloved Maxwell, "Maxie", has crossed the bridge, yesterday 4/19/10 at 3:20PM. We, Bruce and Barbara, were volunteers with you while living in Coventry, Connecticut. We adopted, Maxwell whom we nicknamed Maxie, our 5th foster dog on Dec. 20, 2003.(He was BAR #288) Our foster home was nicknamed "Bouncin Boxers Lakeside Lodge."
Our Maxie was the love of our life and lived to the ripe old age of 12 yrs. He had Lyme Disease, which he contracted while we were still living in , and this past year he developed "DM" Degenerative Myelopathay. This disease ended up claiming his ability to walk in the last few weeks which made us and our active boy increasingly unhappy.
Max's long life with us has been filled with adventures both in Connecticut and here in Virginia. We helped him work through his fear of riding in a car when he first came to us and he grew to love the long car rides back to eastern Connecticut each December to visit family. The 6yrs and 4 months that we had him were filled with lots of life. Things such as wading in Coventry Lake, fetching sticks at water's edge or quietly sitting there to watch the sunset. Hiking in Virginia's beautiful Blue Ridge, sitting on a mountain top watching sunsets over the Alleghany Mtns, chasing aquirrels or playing with his kitty sister, Holly. He favorite position was with his head between daddy's knees getting his ears scratched. He also loved to lay his big old head on mommy's lap for some loving and tender mommy kisses. His favortie playmate was his canine 1st cousin "Palmer". They loved to play Frisbee or chase a soccerball in our backyard in Connecticut.
He never met a person he didnt love, especially children He learned from our pet sitter that he would patiently sit on his bed with her 3yr old twin girls and listen to them as they "read" to him aThis senior boy, that his owner thought was too old to be worth keeping anymore, was rescued the day he was supposed to be put down at a NYC shelter. Boxer Angels swooped in and saved this beautiful 7yr old Boxer- our baby boy, thank you so much BAR.
Maxie gave us back more than we could ever give to him. He was our 5th foster dog and yet the day he walked into our home we knew he had just walked into his forever home. He came to us on December 6th and he officially became ours on December 20th 2003. This was exactly 13 months after we lost our first Boxer boy, Titus. Maxie filled that hole left in our hearts 13months earlier with Titus's passing. Our family of 2 cats was complete once again with the addition of our Max.
Sadly,his life the past few weeks had become increasingly more difficult for him as his ability to walk was slowly robbed by Degenerative Myleoopathy which he has had for the last 9 months or so.. This disease, also known as "DM", is like human "MS" and there is no cure at this time. I had been asking our boy to let us know when he wanted to cross the bridge. To let us know when he had grown tired of trying to use his back legs. Well he let us know this in the early, early morning of April 19th when he just layed down outside in the cold grass and refused to get up. He just looked at me and I knew he was giving up and ready to go home. I did finally get him inside and the two of us slept on the floor on his bed together the rest of that morning. When daddy got home from work late that morning Max didnt rise from his bed to greet him as was his usual habit, his little nub didnt wag anymore. He looked at his daddy with old, tired eyes and daddy knew what Maxie was saying to him. He called the vet a few minutes later....
We brought our beloved boy to the vet that afternoon and helped him peacefully pass to the Rainbow Bridge. As we tearfully said goodbye,his last act was to place his head in his daddy's lap just before he passed. A Boxer to the end thinking of his people first...
It was one of the hardest and saddest things we have ever had to do. We are both grieving hard today but are comforted knowing this was the best thing we could do for our guy. We know that all dogs run in heaven and knowing our Maxie is running and playing again helps us. His canine cousin Palmer, whom he loved to play with, although much younger than Max had already crossed the bridge. I know he was standing there and greeted Maxie with frisbee in hand to pick up where they left off 2 years ago.
3/7/05 - Maxwell here. I thought I would write this since my mom keeps forgetting. It has been 14 months since my mom and dad adopted me. I love it here in the country, by the lake. This past summer I showed my folks that I knew how to swim and love the water. I was fetching balls and even putting my face under water to try and get the rocks on the bottom. They always keep me on leash and I now have a life vest. Sometimes in the summer we would just go for a walk to get ice cream and then walk down to the lake to eat it. I learned that if I look at them just right with a little head tilt I can get one of my folks to give me a lick of their ice cream. In the summer and fall we also had campfires a lot of the nights in my yard and I would sleep by the fire while my mom and dad talked. I also have 2 fur cousins, a Lab and an older lady Boxer who live real close-by. My mom's sister brings Palmer, my Lab cousin, over a lot and we play together in the yard. She also brings Moses over, he is Palmer's Lab puppy friend. Moses told me that when he grows up he wants to be a guide dog and that's why he is living his puppyhood with Palmer's family. They are helping him learn the basics to get ready for guide dog college. Palmer's mom even comes over during the day when I am home alone and takes me out to play with Palmer and Moses. Roxie is an old, grumpy lady and doesn't like to play much so I just stick with my 2 buddies. We have great fun playing tug and soccer. Sometimes she brings over Palmer's kids and I get to play with my 2-legged cousins as well...what fun that is. Hmmmm...what else...oh yeah the cats. Well, Jack and I actually sleep together sometimes on the couch now. We chase each other thru the house a lot too but Jack usually starts it not me! The other 2 cats tolerate me and are not scared of me anymore but Jack is my buddy cuz he can take me sniffing him and not react to it. Sometimes he starts things with me but I get him right back, he gets on his back legs and boxes me, like a real Boxer dog would do. Weird cat,huh! But he sure is fun I gotta say that about him. This past Christmas I really scared my parents when I got into some chocolate I wasn't supposed to have. Mom was real upset when she got home and found out. She said it was poison to me and she called the vet right away. I was not feeling too good by that point anyway and knew I had done something bad. The vet made her give me something to make me throw up and boy did I. All that night and into the next day I threw up. None of us slept that first night. Mom said at least it looked like and smelled like chocolate! I even birped and it smelled like chocolate. I thought that was funny. I came out of it fine and now the candy it put far up high where I can't get it. But...I still try so my folks are even more careful now than they already were. They don't leave any grocery bags around at all anymore. They said they love me and thats why they have to make sure I don't get anymore chocolate. Guess what? I'm a star, I made their Christmas card this past year. They sent a picture of me out to all their friends and family...I was so proud and I must say I sure did look good. Everyone is saying I have put on some weight. I say it is only winter weight and Palmer will help me run it off this coming Spring. Now that it's winter out I get to sit by the fire every night and I just love that. "My" couch is right near it so thats where I camp out most nights. Dad keeps saying, "ya know Maxy there's something wrong with this picture when you are on the couch and the cats are on the chairs and I am lying on the floor. What is it do you suppose?" Well, I'm not so sure since even now he still sits on the floor most nights or he shares the couch with me and my pillows. What is so wrong with that?? I don't get it do you? I just want you all to know that I am so happy here. I'm so glad that BAR took me in and gave this senior Boxer a chance at a new life. Humans think that if you are an older animal you don't have any life left to give and that is so unfair and untrue. Us seniors have a lot to offer and if people just gave us a chance we could show that to you. We know our manners and we know what life is like on the outside wishing we were on the inside. So we are so grateful when someone like you takes us in to love and care for. We still love to play, heck I sometimes tire Palmer out and he is only 3yrs old! The nice thing about a senior is we are more mellow and sleep more which is a nice asset you won't get with a young'un. We are so happy just to sit with you and put our big ole heads on your laps and maybe some drool down your leg. :):) Point is we love being with you and that doesn't change it just gets sweeter when you are getting on in years. Know what I mean? Well I don't do well getting all sentimental so I better sign off here. Just do this old guy a favor will ya,remember to take a 2nd look at a senior dog the next time you or someone you know are ready to adopt again. I know my mom and dad would tell you it has been a great year and well worth taking the "chance", as you humans would say, on an older dog. OK people "Maxy" says bye for now and may your butt be always wiggling. :}:}:}
7/17/04 - First I must apologize for not keeping anyone up to date on this boys antics. Life gets in the way sometimes, ya know what I mean? Sorry.... Well Maxie (as we have nicknamed him) is doing great. It feels like he has always been with us. He sleeps on the living room couch, when not on the floor next to our bed that is. He and the cats are doing fine together. Jack, who was a young kitten when we started fostering Max, is now full grown and him and Max still play together. One swats the other and they are off running thru the house or out in the yard. It is funny to watch. The other 2 cats don't play with him but they are no longer afraid of him either and will walk by him now if they need to get somewhere. Max does well with other dogs. He plays with his fur cousins, my sister's 2 Labs and their Boxer. The 2y old Lab (Palmer) and him love to play soccer in our yard and they also swim together either in the lake or the Willimantic river at Palmer's house. We discovered Max loved the water this Spring when we took him for a walk down to the lake and he ran right in! I was glad he had his leash on and we make sure he keeps it on when we are playing in the water with him. Of course he is always walked on leash, anyway. Funny to see a Boxer swim, even funnier when he puts his head under to try and pick up a rock. Palmer just looks at him thinking, "you are a strange looking Lab that's for sure!" Maxie scared us a few weeks back when he decided to go explore the neighborhood one morning. The gate had been accidentally left open and when I went out to call him in so I could go to work he was not there. I spent a few minutes looking in the neighborhood for him and couldn't find him. Panicked I was driving back down our street when I saw him meandering past our house. I stopped the car, yelled for him and he came running to me. Now we check the gate constantly before I let him out to play. He is getting better with car rides. He does not seem as frantic anymore in a car. We are desensitizing him by taking him for rides up and down our street or over to play with Palmer. That is about a 2 mile drive and he is getting so he doesn't mind it anymore. We miss fostering but we are glad we decided to adopt Maxwell. His sweet personality and expressive eyes say it all. I highly recommend adopting a senior Boxer. They seem to be so grateful for extension of time you give to them. They are usually trained already and well mannered once they adjust. They enjoy a good romp but also a good long nap. Besides we all know that Boxers are kids forever!
- Well, we have been bitten by the bug! We have
decided to adopt Maxwell. Our kitties actually voted for him and
we couldn't ignore that. I always felt that when the right Boxer
came in that fit into our household our furballs would let us know.
Well that is essentially what has happened. You all know that our
"ballsy/feisty" 4 month old kitten took to Max right off the
bat. Last night he just walked up to Max and again started eating
out of his dish and Max just shoved over a little to give him some room. Couldn't
believe it but that is how Titus was with my cats in the past. Our
rescue adopted ME Coon has not had anything to do with any of our other
fosters and was the same way with Maxwell. I guess the kitten has
proved that Max is okay with them and our Coon, "Holly",
decided to try him out. I came home from work one night last
week and she was sleeping on her favorite chair in the living room
again with Max right in the room with her. First time she had done
that. She had not come into the living room since we started
fostering so I knew she was telling us something when she stayed there
with Max right there.
12/15/03 - Maxwell here foster mom says I am doing
real good. They really love me and I like them, too. I went to the vet
the other day to get my tests done and foster mom says I am healthy and
passed them all . I sat there like a perfect gentleman as the doctor
stuck this pointy, sharp thing in my arm and then cut my nails, too. I
kept looking out the door into the hospital ward cuz I wanted to say hi
to everyone else. The vet said I wouldn't be a normal Boxer boy if I
wasn't curious about everything.
12/10/03 - Maxwell has been with us almost a week
now and adjusting well. He is doing much much better in the crate
department We found the trick to be hot dogs! He was not particularly
into the cheese but loves pieces of ham. Well we tried the hot dogs cuz
they are easier on the budget. He know will walk right into the crate
now and wait for a part of a hot dog. He barks just a little as we leave
in the AM but then seems to be fine. His crate is always clean and dry
when we get home at night. His foster Aunt Debbie comes over during the
day to take him out for a quick romp in the yard and then back into the
crate to wait for us.
12/7/03 - Introducing...Maxwell, he came to us
from a shelter right before the snow started flying. We found out that
he loves to play in the snow. Although he is an older boy he is very
playful and full of energy. He just wears out quicker than a young dog
so he sleeps more.
12/6/03 - Our new foster, Maxwell, is stretched
out in front of the fireplace wood stove insert warming himself.
This is after being out playing in the snow a few minutes this AM.
He runs and dashes all over, snorting it. He found a big tree limb
down and was dragging it all over the yard playing. For a dog from
NYC this must be a big new experience for him.
12/4/03 - Our newest foster arrived this
afternoon. He is a 53 lb boy and even though the shelter says
he is neutered I do not think he is. He looks like he has one
small testicle. I will bring him to the vet for HW test and
He is a nice looking Boxer on the small side but still very strong. He loves to play, run in the yard after sticks and have his belly scratched. Tomorrow night we will see how he likes snow! I have a feeling this guy won't be around BAR that long even though he is a senior. He acts like a young one he just tires out faster is all.
So, we are calling him Maxwell. Foster dad was thinking of that one on the way home tonight and then found out that my sister and her son were calling him that after they met him today. He kinda looks like a Maxwell, Max for short.
Well gotta get to bed wish us luck on the crate issue!