Max Wants to Eat Donuts with You!

Thanks to one of Max's guardian angels, you will have the opportunity to celebrate his incredible recovery by eating donuts with him at his very own vegan bake sale benefit on February 28.

Chelsea is a co-worker of mine with a huge heart and she has not only been working on this bake sale, but she also put together an account with an online donation site so anyone can contribute to Max's vet bills if they so choose.

Obviously, Max got all of the care he needed, and he will continue to regardless of cost. His vet bills in the last eight months, however, have exceeded $12,000 and Max is no help when it comes to pulling his weight around here. In fact, if we're not careful, he'll snatch dollar bills and sample a one or a twenty.

Max has a different take on the value of money.

I know it's been a long time since I posted an update, and that has everything to do with me simply being exhausted. Care giving is both physical and emotional, and we were on high alert for about two months worrying about Max's state and trying to keep him safe and comfortable. Things are starting to level out, but we're working on a pretty significant deficit when it comes to sleep and energy. We're incredibly grateful to have our boy in such good shape, and at the same time, it's come at a high cost - emotionally, physically, mentally, and financially.

Max is feeling great, though. He's smiling more, he's asking to go out on walks (even when it's 4 degrees outside), he wants to play with his toys all the time. Yesterday he went over to his toy box and pulled out a plastic ball with two pieces of kibble in it and made the biggest ruckus while he entertained himself for about 45 minutes. Of course he would roll the ball under the sofa at least 15 times in the course of that 45 minutes and bark until someone came to fish it out for him.

In short, he's behaving like he's six years old instead of fourteen. It's pretty awesome.