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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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Maxie-Boy, Maxwell

Quick Bio:
-pound dog

Wrestling with Benny. Taking walks in the park. Running loose when he gets the chance. Going shrimping on the dock. Riding around in the golf cart.

No grudges. He's a happy guy. If he had his way though, he'd probably be running loose still.

Favorite Toy:
Stuffed animals and slippers

Favorite Food:
Being a beagle, he'll eat anything.

Favorite Walk:
Anyplace, anytime

Best Tricks:
Will sit quietly for a treat, lift one paw and hold his tail still.

Arrival Story:
Max was found through at a pound in my hometown in Ohio. I'd been looking for a dog for my dad and stepmom for Christmas and finally came across this guy. But I was 900 miles away in Georgia and couldn't just go to the pound and pick him up, so with the help of some family members working on the sly, we were able to spring Max before his time was up. He spent his first few days boarded at a dog groomer's getting cleaned up (he apparently smelled like a horse stable) and used to being in a house. After that, he made the move over to my brother's house where he buddied up with his family and dog. A few trips to the vet for shots and a fixing and he's all ready to go, a Christmas Beagle who's looking forward to a wonderful life.

Max has big paws to fill. My dad's previous dog, Heidi (a beagle/cocker mix) was one of the sweetest dogs ever. She was with us for 14 wonderful years and is still missed. Max is coming from the same shelter that we adopted Heidi from (Christmas of 1990), so I think it's a good bet that he's the right choice.

The Groups I'm In:
☞Snoop Dog Beagleys, Beagle Buddies, For the Love of Beagles, Pet-O-Nomics

I've Been On Dogster Since:
December 16th 2004 More than 12 years!

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How I got here

Max Loves Benny & Casey

September 8th 2005 11:12 am
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When I Got to go home from the pound I didn,t know I had so many friends.And then When I got my new home with my new mommy and daddy I got to do so many neet things. Mommy and daddy put me in this great big house on wheels and said that we were going to go south. I didn,t know what that was But I sure had fun going down the road. We stopped at this place daddy said was a campground.He had to tell the people that I was in the house on wheels. After daddy got all done parking the house we went for a walk all over the place.
After we ate supper we went to sleep.
The next morning we got up befor light and took the house on wheels to Uncle
Ryan and aunt Moira,s house in Savannah Ga.
There I met my cousins Benny and Casey. Boy do they have a neat place.
We ran and wrestling and got in trouble more then once. Then one day we went to this dog park in town boy did we have fun we ran and jumped and met some new friends.
When we left Benny and Casey,s I was so sad but we are going to go back this March. I am so excited I can hardly wait.


December 16th 2004 11:35 am
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Monday, Dec. 6

Life at the pound started off pretty well. I was getting fed regularly and had my own room where people would stop by from time to time to say hello and take me on walks. But after three weeks, I was still there and the place was starting to fill up. I'd see other dogs come and go and couldn't quite figure out what I was doing wrong. I didn't bark and kept my cage as clean as possible, but every night I ended up back in the cage.

So, one morning I see them change the tags on my cage. Time was getting short. I wondered if they were just going to cut me loose and put me out on the road. I thought about trying to get back to my old family, but they'd never really been interested in me to begin with and I knew I deserved better. Somebody was going to come in time. I didn't want to end up in here forever.

Wednesday, Dec. 8
Well, one afternoon some people show up. They talk to the ladies who run the pound about some stuff and then come leash me up. I'd have been more excited if this hadn't happened so many times before. But this time was different. There was no mention of 'hunting skills' or anything, and I could smell another dog on them. They were people who took care of dogs. People who wanted pets for company and who would take them on trips and feed them every day. But after a time out in the yard and a quick walk with them, I ended up where I always do, back in the cage.

Friday, Dec. 10
I didn't bother eating the past few nights. The lady who came by to check on me the next morning looked worried. She said I looked sad and that was no way for a young beagle to look. Then she said, 'besides, you're going to be a lot happier by the end of the day.'

After my morning walk in the yard, I found out what she meant. I could smell them before I saw them. When I went to go back to my cage a lady from the pound was waiting there for me with a leash. I saw the people from the day before. No one had been back to see me before. The people talked to the pound ladies for a while, and I heard something about a Christmas present and another person in Georgia who has two beagles who will be up soon to see me. I leave the pound through the front door this time, no more trips to the fenced-in play area. I'm out of this place for good.

I hop in the back of a car, settle in, and I'm on my way. I hear my name for the first time, 'Max'.

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