Rob & I left in the car & James & Tonya left in her van to go to Almont to get supplies, it was about 3:30pm.

We arrived at James's dads house at 4pm. His dad gave us a fireman's axe (its long handled & has a spike at the back of the blade), to help us cut through the snow & frozen ground.

We (all 4 of us in rob's car) picked up Max in Perth at about 6pm. We got to James's dads girlfriends house at about 6:30pm, it was dark out & was a beautieful clear stary night, Rob & James saw a shooting star as they were unpacking & I was picking the tree I wanted Max to be burried beside.

I walked up to the tree found an angle of the tree I liked & pushed some snow away to mark it. Rob & James spent about an hour & a half digging until it was perfect & I aproved of it lumpy free.

James & Tonya left Rob & I alone with my fuzzy bed blanket (I hadn't seen Max yet, Rob refused to let me see him at the vets). Rob took the blanket off of Max so we could line the hole (I didn't want Max getting dirty, he deserved that). I got upset because Max was in a black bag & begged rob to cut him out right away, I didn't want my baby in a bag.

It was the first time & last time I saw him & I'll never forget it.
(Rob & I were crying the whole time) I petted Max, told him I was sooo sorry this happened to him, called him a good boy & rob & I kept petting him saying how he was such a good boy & didn't deserve to die so early. I gave Max one of his fav toys he died with & I took the other. I burried him 1/2 way until I started to get too tired because I've had the flu & a bad feaver all weekend & today, rob & James finished burying Max for me while I carved :

MAX
'93-'03
*carved a big heart*
J.
A.
K.

into Max's tree trunk. j.a.k. stands for Jessica Anne marie King. I was so stressed out & ill I wanted to put JESS, but I put the E backwards & got mad, then James asked me all kinds of diff questions on what I could make it into & one was middle name, so I made it into a funny looking A.

James's dad's girlfriend was honered to have Max burried in her field & she thought it was great to carve into the tree.

I feel a bit more at ease now that I got to say good bye, but I still can't beleave its happened, I just want my baby back, I saw him last sunday & drove about 200km to take him to see Santa at petsmart & he was super healthy, happy, running around like a crazed animal (too happy). Max wasn't in any pain, he just couldn't digest dog food, he was eating his hamburger, rice & carrots just fine, & now hes gone.

I'm never going to moms house ever again, nor speaking to her no seeing her. I want nothing to do with her. She knew I wanted to be there then it was time & if saturday was really his time, then she should have called me & I would have left work right away & headed out to perth. I would have bought Max McDonalds as a last meal because he was never able to enjoy the taste of a burger.