Yesterday, my buddy Max passed away.

Max was an unrelenting floodlight in the ocean of unfathomable darkness that is life. He would wag his tail, non-stop, when he would see you. I am not a writer or anything but it's safe to say that Max was too good for this world. Everyday I feel shame that I cannot bring about any change that would have made this cradle more deserving of him.

Max had limitless energy. I am not kidding when I say this. He loved to play fetch and I would get tired of throwing the ball at full force before he would get tired of bringing it back to me.

He always seemed extremely healthy. If he was not so goofy he would probably have been the most handsome dog you have ever seen. But he was all kindness and no ego or pretense.

Recently his health started deteriorating and it turned out he was suffering from cancer. We could have never imagined since he seemed so upbeat but it had advanced beyond intervention. From our estimates he had been burndede by it for about two years but it never showed. Treatment was tried but was found extremely wanting. In the end we had to say goodbye to Max.

I will miss you buddy.