It is hard to believe it has been just a week. A week since our little Max went to heaven. Max came into our home when he was just 8 weeks old and was a bundle of joy. Max was our furry four legged child. He battled cancer for the last couple months of his life and on Sunday last week, he went to the great dog park in the sky. It had to be one of the most difficult days for hubby and me. The next day was especially challenging since the house seemed so big and empty without our little guy. Since then, time is beginning to make things a bit easier. The tears have lessened. I can talk about and think about him, without getting so emotional. I will have always have a special place in my heart for Max. They say time heals and I believe it does.
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