Ruff Ruff! My name is Max

Max's Story...
They say that only cats have nine lives. After you listen to my story you might think that I’m part cat, although I’m all dog! My name is Max and I’m a two year old Lab mix, although I’m more Lab than the mix. I was found wandering the streets of Tampa. When I was found, I was hungry, scared and had been attacked by a vicious dog, because I had bite marks all over my head, paws and body. I was not a pretty sight on the outside, although I’m all cuddly on the inside. The good people at the dog pound gave me a place to sleep and some food, but because I was in a pretty bad shape, chances of my adoption were pretty slim, and you know what happens to those dogs that do not get adopted. With only 6 hours to go before I would be put to sleep, a kind foster family came and took me. However, what would have been a happy ending kept getting worse. My surgical wound opened up after a couple of days and I started bleeding profusely. Fortunately, my foster family got me to a very good vet, very quickly. The doctor was able to make everything OK, although I had to wear a very uncomfortable collar for a while. Another present I got from the pound was a case of viral pneumonia. Between the surgery and pneumonia, I was in a really sad shape and my foster family and the vet were not quite sure if I would pull through. All I could do is wag my tail as a sign of appreciation, but not much else. To top this off, when the vet office took an X-ray of my body they also discovered that I had 15 pieces of buckshot in my back and head! Fortunately it was not causing me any discomfort, so the buckshot is now permanently part of me. Over the course of time, I have been able to regain my strength and now my foster family sees me for what I really am, a rambunctious, loving, playful, slightly cross-eyed, healthy, obedient dog. I am house trained, very quiet and walk pretty well on a leash. I get along with other dogs, as long as they are not too small. I tend to confuse them with cats. Oops :) I am fine around kids, and will try to join you on the couch to get my belly rubbed. As you can see, I’ve had enough excitement in my short life. I’m now trying to settle down with a “furever” family. I can promise you years of unconditional love and friendship and would like my new family to reciprocate. So, how about it? Please share my profile if you think you know someone who would like me ot become part of their family!