Oh, Max
Before Matsi and Diva was in me,I had 3 other dogs before. Not at the same time,but they were part of my life. They were my dogs,too. Hey,Nicky , Hey,Harry and Max,who were totally different from each other and had only two things in common. They were males and they have a place in my heart forever. That's why I want to give them a place on my blog,because this blog is also mostly about myself and what is happening in my world. So in this blog post I like to take you back into my memories,which I have experienced with Max.
Max came into my life in 2011 when he was 4 years old. I saw him on an ad on Marktplaats. After I was introduced to Max and had a conversation with Max's owners. I had a good impression,but a strange feeling about him. I thought it was a feeling wrong,because Max's behavior was nothing wrong with it. People brought Max to my house himself with his stuff,so he stayed with me. With a bone I gave him. This was so strange for Max,who actually only looked out to see where his old owners had gone. If I still think back and look at the picture. Then I get tears in my eyes again,because this was so heartbreaking to see that I even took a picture of it.
Luckily Max and I quickly became friends for life,we watched television together and we made beautiful walks in the woods. He came with me to my family who lives in Rotterdam and together we ended the day with the soap opera: As the World Turns. So literally we got up together and went to bed together. I wasn't in a relationship at the time,and Max could be in bed with me if he wanted to.
Unfortunately,this joy soon ended,because after 2 months I noticed that Max did not go well. I didn't feel that good about this,so I took him to the vet. The veterinarian found that he was very stiff for his age and received Metacam for this. Combined with a few days of rest,Max should do much better. Only,I saw no improvement with him and whatever I tried; Max hasn't gotten better. You clearly saw that he kept in pain. Eventually,we had X-rays taken,and then it became very clear why Max was hurting his body. He turned out to be an old fracture that was not well healed,for which he could be operated. But,unfortunately,this did not give any guarantees that it would work out,and this operation was also very expensive. It started with a minimum price,which would cost more than €1000,00 euro. An amount I couldn't pay then and I only had one option left.
This was to switch him to Tramadol,which is stronger painkillers. Thank God,this helped for a few weeks and during this period we had a great time. Even in the last few weeks Max was alive,he made sure Marcel and I got together. This is because Matsi had escaped from the house where Marcel lived. I knew Marcel back then,and I was in love with him. So it took me 2:00 on a Saturday morning to catch Matsi,along with my dog Max. I looked so terrible from running. Only I wanted to make sure that nothing bad would happen to Matsi. On that day and at that moment,Marcel fell in love with me,and you'd almost think that Matsi and Max came up with this together. Even though you know that this is not possible in reality.
