Thinking of Max

I am ready to say that my old man Max has cancer. Normally, I wouldn't put this kind of thing on here, but my mother believes in the power of well wishing and I figure I can't be so selfish as to disregard the possibility of such things helping, SO...

WISH MAX WELL!

He has started chemo and is actually friskier than he has been in a very long time -so far so good!

It's hard to get the dogs to pose for a picture because they hate the little red light on my camera, so these aren't the best pictures, but they represent him reasonably well. Max is a rescued New York City street dog, aged thirteen. The weird looking (but loving) rat-dog is Mabel ("Mabs"), a New Orleans street dog and true love of Max.