Four years ago this very week, as I strolled around a newly purchased home here in rural Washington State, an abandoned kitten entered my life. This little white fur ball with Siamese markings was scared but was in such need of food and love. Just a couple of days ago, I was out in the garden with Max, 4 years later and was amazed at how quickly the time had gone by. Max, to my shock and incredible sadness, had to be euthanized today due to internal injuries that could not be surgically corrected. I feel incredibly devastated. Tonight, I went out to the garden and there was no Max to share with how my day went. Just the wind blowing through the dried grass and trees listening to my heart. Max was a great mouser, very persistent in any kind of weather. He also liked to show off his climbing skills. Max enjoyed laying at my feet, always wanting to have that connection, that touch. Max leaves behind not only myself, but also my 14 1/2 year old Maine Coon, Dillon. Dillon was a good sport to play with Max when he was a kitten. Max will truly be missed. Farewell, Max. I hope in Heaven, God will grant me to see all the pets that brought enjoyment into my life.