Saturday, November 5, 2011


Saturday was a very sad day for the Cummings family.  Our fourteen year old cat, Max, died.  Max had been sick for the last several months and had to spend a few days at the vet on a couple of different occasions.  He was a great cat and a great protector for the kids.  You don't think of a cat as a protector, but Max felt like it was his responsibility to look after the kids especially when they were outside.  He would always go outside with them when they went out to play and he'd just sit and watch them.  One time, Matt was about 3 and we were in the front yard.  Max kept getting between Matt and a bush and wouldn't let Matt get near the bush.  Betty went to see what he was doing and saw a snake under that bush!

We miss him a lot but we're thankful for the time we had with him.  Here are some pictures of Max through the years.


Anonymous said...

I am so sorry for your loss. We have certainly been where you are and you will always miss Max. I still think I see PK out of the corner of my eye sometimes and it has been 2yrs. They ARE part of the family. You are in my prayers. Love Myra M.

The Graves' House said...

Funny how mom commented right before me. She and I were so attached to our cat of 15 years! They can become a part of your family so quickly. Know your hearts are heavy today, and lifting you all up in prayer! So glad you have wonderful photos to cherish!

bettyb said...

What a sweet tribute to a great family member. The pictures are truly priceless too. I believe there is a special place in heaven for our four legged family members,and hopefully Mo gave Maxwell the proper greeting when he arrived. It will get better but like in all sadness it just takes time.
Betty Ward