My best friend Max

My best friend Max – Part 2

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Thanks for your votes and comments on the first part of this story. I know this one is a little longer, but I hope you find it just as stimulating. 🙂 For the skeptics, yes, EVERYTHING here is true. David and I had gotten married about 2 years ago. He had driven the big trucks

My Best Friend Max

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I was sitting at home, alone, watching MTV like I always do. The house felt empty. No kids, no boyfriend. My only company was Max, my Doberman-Rotweiller mix. He is pretty much a happy-go-lucky dog, the kind that would rather lick a person to death than bite them. Max is about 90 pounds, which makes