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Max was up and down throughout the night last night, pacing and dry heaving. Poor thing, we thought it was just a spell, or perhaps something was just temporarily stuck in his throat that he would pass. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case.

So, our loving Doberman of almost 10 years has passed away. Though he was aging, the loss was still unexpected.

After researching, we realized he died of dog bloat. I guess it can hit any large breed, epecially the deep-chested dogs (Dobermans, Weinmariners, Greyhounds, etc…). Of course, we feel as everyone does after a loss like this — if we only knew the symptoms maybe we could have done something for him, or have known to rush him to a 24-hour veterinarian for emergency surgery.

So, if you have a large dog, PLEASE READ about dog bloat so you’ll know how to spot it. It unfortunately kills within a few hours.

From Jeff:

How can Doberman be sweet and loving? I know it sounds odd for a breed that is often portrayed as vicious. But Max was a smart, old soul that preferred petting, play and love to almost anything — including food. He would constantly seek attention, affection and praise and seemed to have only one goal — to please his “owners.” As a puppy, even his dog trainer recognized his willingness to learn and asked if she could keep him to train as a police dog (no thanks! we’d like to take him home.).

He was definitely a “one of a kind” and we were lucky to have him as a part of our family. Max we miss you!

Bailey doesn’t quite understand what’s happened, and though we’ve told her Max has gone to be in heaven — she thinks he’s still at the Grandparents and will return soon. 🙁

From Amy:

Dear Sweet Max,

Our house just isn’t the same, you were such a big presence in our home…I don’t think it will ever be the same again. I cry, I feel numb, I feel empty…I HURT!

You were with me before I had my human family, you kept me company, you kept me safe, and you gave me an unconditional love that is one of the sweetest kind’s of love anyone could ever ask for. You never asked for much…just to be loved and to be petted, and we certainly didn’t mind giving you that.

I took Maggie out this morning, and saw the chipmunk and the squirrel that you were always after…and I ached (Maggie didn’t even notice them). The dog across the street still barks, but you are not here to answer him. When the garage door opens, your not here to do your little dance and come to get me to let me know that Daddy and Bailey are home. We get in bed at night and just keep waiting for you to jump up and get your special petting and alone time with us, but your not here.

It is so quiet here without you…I miss you so much! I hope you know how much you were loved, and how many hearts you touched. You will forever have a very special place in my heart…I love you Max!

With all my love,
Mommy