teahcrew
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Old Max
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twright1231
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Welcome home Old Max!
teahcrew
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yesterday, as I was fluffing up his comforter, he walked over to me and leaned on my leg. Oh I thought I would cry..it was as if he were telling me he could lean on me...the communication was so clear...this is from a dog three days before had been laying down in the pound while chaos was going on around him, as tho he had given up all hope...depressed because he had lost his Missus and the only home he had known.
but as soon as that kennel door opened, he rose and slipped out and headed as fast as his poor arthritic body would let him, for the door that lead outside..it was his big break...it was pitiful...he could barely walk but he was making a break for it.
today, he and I were playing outside doing the pounce act...slow, but nonetheless, playing...
but as soon as that kennel door opened, he rose and slipped out and headed as fast as his poor arthritic body would let him, for the door that lead outside..it was his big break...it was pitiful...he could barely walk but he was making a break for it.
today, he and I were playing outside doing the pounce act...slow, but nonetheless, playing...
KodysGrandma
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You made me cry. Poor baby must be so lost and frightened. Hope all is going well.
pabusinesswoman
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So glad to hear you have given him a new forever home. {{{{ hugs}}} to your new boy 
Bella and Gabe
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Such wonderful stories of love and setting an enchained soul free. I do hope he and Story get along. What a blessing you are to both dogs. You have my admiration and both Story and Max are WONDERFUL! Fingers crossed the meeting will be like two old souls meeting. Keep us posted and PLEASE, more photos!
BoundlessNewfs
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I hope it all works out, and he has found his home. Thanks for taking him in.
teahcrew
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My 26 year old daughter, Liz, is teaching me how to use the digital camera she gave me. I live like its the 1980s still. I like the instant kodak cameras, the new cassettes for music and horray for the 4 head VCRs! LOL. But once we figure out how to load them onto my ancient laptop, I will send more photos.
Today, my daughter was playing tug of war with him! You just would not believe the miracles we are seeing in him every single day.
I have to thank the newf-l folks because they really rallied around rescuing him and sent me money to defray the costs of his bail money, the vet and the groomer. It has really helped out alot. I had taken him on when I also was adopting a big BEAUTIFUL 10 year old newf from Watchbear kennels, named Dawson. He marked all over my house and I was running around with scrub rags and shamppoo and enzymes, while doctoring Old Max, and dealing with a 13 year old newfie with dementia, Story. I finally had to admit I couldnt do everything, so Dawson went back to the breeder. He was happy to get back too..lol So much for my ego! He couldnt wait to get in the kennel door so he could be with his buds!
So if anyone is looking for a gorgeous boy and can help him with his markings, go to watchbear's web site and look up Dawson!
I like the old newfs...they make my heart ache when I see people pass them up for adoptions. So when this newf mix came up at the local pound (and they do euthenize..and he was scheduled to go down) I HAD to go get him...
Today, my daughter was playing tug of war with him! You just would not believe the miracles we are seeing in him every single day.
I have to thank the newf-l folks because they really rallied around rescuing him and sent me money to defray the costs of his bail money, the vet and the groomer. It has really helped out alot. I had taken him on when I also was adopting a big BEAUTIFUL 10 year old newf from Watchbear kennels, named Dawson. He marked all over my house and I was running around with scrub rags and shamppoo and enzymes, while doctoring Old Max, and dealing with a 13 year old newfie with dementia, Story. I finally had to admit I couldnt do everything, so Dawson went back to the breeder. He was happy to get back too..lol So much for my ego! He couldnt wait to get in the kennel door so he could be with his buds!
So if anyone is looking for a gorgeous boy and can help him with his markings, go to watchbear's web site and look up Dawson!
I like the old newfs...they make my heart ache when I see people pass them up for adoptions. So when this newf mix came up at the local pound (and they do euthenize..and he was scheduled to go down) I HAD to go get him...
HeidiPeterson
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What a handsome boy!
teahcrew
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I just got back from the vet today with Old Max. He passed inspection! LOL. He has a strong healthy heart and even tho he tested positive for heartworm, he shows no sign of it. The vet said in his condition, he surely would show some signs if he had it now. The vet suspects he had it in the past and was treated for it and recovered. Yet another reason why I suspect that at one time he was a well loved housedog before he got to the point in his life where he was tethered at the end of a chain at a hoarder's house.
He has his rabies shot and the 5 way. was wormed and after grooming will start on Advantage drops for fleas and ticks. He cant be groomed until he is on antibiotics for 4 days, as he did get kennel cough from the pound...one of the reasons why I was so adamant and obsessed about quarantaining him. Story and Dawson did not come anywhere near Max in the house or outside, and my daughter and I washed out hands and used special shoes when we were with Max, and slipped out of them when we were with Story and Dawson.
So Old Max is on his way to becoming a house dog once again...4 more days in quarantaine and he will join us in the house. Then, as long as he gets along with my old newf girl, Story, he will remain here with us until he passes. He will have a forever home. If he does not get along with Story, I will work hard until I find him the perfect forever home...
He has his rabies shot and the 5 way. was wormed and after grooming will start on Advantage drops for fleas and ticks. He cant be groomed until he is on antibiotics for 4 days, as he did get kennel cough from the pound...one of the reasons why I was so adamant and obsessed about quarantaining him. Story and Dawson did not come anywhere near Max in the house or outside, and my daughter and I washed out hands and used special shoes when we were with Max, and slipped out of them when we were with Story and Dawson.
So Old Max is on his way to becoming a house dog once again...4 more days in quarantaine and he will join us in the house. Then, as long as he gets along with my old newf girl, Story, he will remain here with us until he passes. He will have a forever home. If he does not get along with Story, I will work hard until I find him the perfect forever home...
teahcrew
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I took Story for a walk today while Max was in the back of the yard. He watched as Story and I went off...and when we got back, he was wagging his tail and looking at us. He has only seen Story once, briefly, from the same distance. I have kept them very much apart, just in case, he had something like he has, kennel cough.
Well, I let the two dogs look at each other..he was a full house length back from Story so no chance of contagion. He went into the play position! And was barking at her. Tail wagging, smile on his face! Story was SO intrigued..she wanted to lead me back there but I cant, not yet. I tried to take her into the house, got as far as the steps and she pulled me back to the drive so she could look at him again..her tail slightly wagging...alert, inquisitive. A good sign from both of them. She is such a submissive dog and usually slides behind me when approached by other dogs. And I cant believe he did the puppy play pose...
I dont think there is going to be any problem with Old Max and Story....
Well, I let the two dogs look at each other..he was a full house length back from Story so no chance of contagion. He went into the play position! And was barking at her. Tail wagging, smile on his face! Story was SO intrigued..she wanted to lead me back there but I cant, not yet. I tried to take her into the house, got as far as the steps and she pulled me back to the drive so she could look at him again..her tail slightly wagging...alert, inquisitive. A good sign from both of them. She is such a submissive dog and usually slides behind me when approached by other dogs. And I cant believe he did the puppy play pose...
I dont think there is going to be any problem with Old Max and Story....
new_2_newf
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that is great to hear he sounds like a lovely old guy
he sounds like a lovely old guy 
teahcrew
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with sad news, I come to you to announce that Old Max has died.
I have not had my computer for a couple weeks and could not get here to tell you this until now. He died the weekend of the 12th. He died of heartworm. The vet misdiagnosed him, but I stand beside him. He has been our vet for over 40 years. He thought out his diagnoses carefully. Max did come up pos for heartworm but because Max had a strong heart, and was active and not lethargic, he believed he had had HW earlier in his life, gotten treated for it, and would always test pos for it now. He attributed his slight cough to kennel cough and began to treat him for it.
And indeed, Max did prosper. He got washed and groomed..years of outdoor living was washed away. He looked so handsome! He got toys of his own...a squeaky cow and a rope to play tug a war..which he did, with my daughter. He took little walks with me, oh so happy, his tail wagging, his face looking up at me as we walked. As tho he were saying "isnt this fun???!!!"
the last night, I went downstairs to check on him and say good nite. I brought him two slices of swiss cheese, which I had never given him before. OH! He loved it! I kissed his head and told him tomorrow he would be coming up to the main floor, he could finally come out of quarantine.
The next morning, Max didnt come to the steps. I walked down the stairs and there was my sweet old man, laying in a pool of blood. The vet said his heart had been damaged after all. He couldnt believe it. He said Max's heart sounded so good!
My vet cremated Max for me. I have washed his comforter and dried it and folded it away, along with his water and feed bowls, and his toys. I had thought they would come in handy if I would ever foster or rescue again...
but I dont know if I will. I feel like I failed him. I feel like I could have, should have done something else, questioned more, etc. Hindsight is 20/20 and I do know I did the best I could..I just wish it had been enough...
god rest the old boy. He died happy, with food in his belly, a family who loved him and a better idea of the kindness of humans as he crossed the bridge.
I have not had my computer for a couple weeks and could not get here to tell you this until now. He died the weekend of the 12th. He died of heartworm. The vet misdiagnosed him, but I stand beside him. He has been our vet for over 40 years. He thought out his diagnoses carefully. Max did come up pos for heartworm but because Max had a strong heart, and was active and not lethargic, he believed he had had HW earlier in his life, gotten treated for it, and would always test pos for it now. He attributed his slight cough to kennel cough and began to treat him for it.
And indeed, Max did prosper. He got washed and groomed..years of outdoor living was washed away. He looked so handsome! He got toys of his own...a squeaky cow and a rope to play tug a war..which he did, with my daughter. He took little walks with me, oh so happy, his tail wagging, his face looking up at me as we walked. As tho he were saying "isnt this fun???!!!"
the last night, I went downstairs to check on him and say good nite. I brought him two slices of swiss cheese, which I had never given him before. OH! He loved it! I kissed his head and told him tomorrow he would be coming up to the main floor, he could finally come out of quarantine.
The next morning, Max didnt come to the steps. I walked down the stairs and there was my sweet old man, laying in a pool of blood. The vet said his heart had been damaged after all. He couldnt believe it. He said Max's heart sounded so good!
My vet cremated Max for me. I have washed his comforter and dried it and folded it away, along with his water and feed bowls, and his toys. I had thought they would come in handy if I would ever foster or rescue again...
but I dont know if I will. I feel like I failed him. I feel like I could have, should have done something else, questioned more, etc. Hindsight is 20/20 and I do know I did the best I could..I just wish it had been enough...
god rest the old boy. He died happy, with food in his belly, a family who loved him and a better idea of the kindness of humans as he crossed the bridge.