Life with Colieblack

The reality of having animals is that you will experience death. Sometimes it is expected and sometimes it’s not. My kids have experienced it a lot, losing chickens to a fox, or goats that got sick, a cat that just disappeared. Our family experienced the loss of our dog of 8 years this week. We are heart broken.

Max was a blue heeler, black lab mix. We got him as a puppy, because we were having a problem with critters getting our chickens. We needed a dog that would get rid of the critters, but not bother the chickens. Max was the perfect dog. He loved the chickens and took to protecting them as his own personal mission. When we got new chicks recently he posted himself on the porch in front of them to make sure they were safe.

Max loved everyone, he just wanted to make friends; The mail driver, the ups driver, the fed ex driver. They all brought him treats and he looked forward to them coming. He was laid back and not high maintenance at all. His calmness helped several young ones who were afraid of dogs get over their fear.

When we got kittens to help take care of a mouse problem, he assumed the role as the friend and “daddy” to them as well. He was always so gentle with them when they wanted to play. They slept together all snuggled up.

A few months ago we got a puppy, so he would have another friend. Max was starting to have a hard time walking and we thought a puppy would help get him up and around more. We were right. They were the best of friends. Finn annoyed Max at times but he was always a good “Dad”. We were looking forward to Max training Finn, and he was off to a good start.

Max will be greatly missed. We planted a tree where we buried him to remember him.