Max was our family's dog for about 10 years, from around 1960 to 1970. Best dog ever. Things that were great about Max in addition to his ultimate largeness in size and spirit, and incredible canine handsomeness (his shepherd markings were black and 'silver'), included, his good company (always ready to watch any TV show, eat any food, or play any game). He covered the outfield, when I played softball very poorly - - and leapt into action to chase or catch any ball, often on the fly. He loved to sail and swim, and would swim the width of the lake, if we left him behind, and climb, all wet, onto the sunfish for the rest of the sail. Max was simply the best dog ever.
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