A Tribute to Maxi Graves
Tribute to my Baby Boy, Maxi:
On Wednesday, April 24, 2014 at 2:30 pm, my beloved Maxi collapsed from a stroke and heart attack at home. It was not expected. I can only be glad that he had no prolonged illness and didn’t suffer a decline in health. He was just 11 years of age.
Maxi was a vibrant, goofy, happy Doberman boy!
Maxi adopted me from Doberman Rescue the day after Thanksgiving in 2004. He chose me and it was instant love. He was about 9 months old. There was never a minute of hesitation in making my house a home and embedding himself in my life. We were pretty much 24 X 7 last 8 years.
He lounged on his perch at the front window or on the floor at the front door taking in the people, cats, birds, deliveries, mail delivery, et al with an earnestness that never waned. He loved guarding the house and scaring the FEDEx and UPS guys. Stretching to reach the top of the backyard fence to greet the neighbors and barking at the 4 small dogs next door was great time to him.
A favorite activity was regularly going crazy at “doggie day care” playing with all the pups and young dogs. He loved going there and they, in turn, loved him. He never met another dog he didn’t want to be friends with.
Maxi couldn’t wait to take a ride in the car, hanging out between the front seats with his butt parked on the back seat.
He loved biscuits and treats and soft toys to chew. Never crazy about bad weather he’d take to a dark enclosed space in the house ‘til it passed.
Maxi was one to cuddle by my side or in my lap daily doing hugs and kisses. When doing my floor Pilates daily, he’d come and lay beside me wanting his belly rubbed. Almost every day on the way to breakfast in the kitchen, we’d start our day by hanging out on the stair landing and I’d massage his spine (“spine health” we called it).
He was exuberant at any door, bursting to get out and see the world around him. He made me laugh and we had hours of training, playing, and fun… Never aggressive, always playful.
When I had my bad health days, of which there were many in the last 8 years, he comforted me and kept me moving.
Maxi was my anchor, my joy, and my best boy! My heart breaks and I will miss him greatly.
Maxi is now with the brothers and sisters he never met — Sam, Ben, Shiloh, Woody, and Katy on that rainbow ridge. May he run and play forever.