IN MEMORY OF MAX

I bought this statue many years ago because it reminded me of MAX, a
rascal of a dog. He was found, covered in motor oil, in a very rough area of town.
He was fearless, even then, when he was a puppy running down a busy street & was scooped up by a guy working nearby.

He met our dog, GIBB, at a dog park & they became fast friends. We adopted him & the next 12 years he was part of our family. Sometimes I glance at this statue & I think he is lifting his leg on my Agapanthus.
I would let him....