Max came to me as an eight week old puppy from a local German Shepherd breeder. He was my first GSD and a great introduction to this wonderful and special breed. Loyal, calm, confident, funny and fearless. However, he did have one major fault. Max was an incorrigible thief who thought all the presents under the Christmas tree were for him! My precious companion for thirteen and a half years. When he was diagnosed with CDRM at eight years old I was devastated. With the help of a great vet who also practiced alternative therapies, the disease progressed extremely slowly and he reached a very good old age. He was able to enjoy his walks right to the end and never needed to use a canine cart.

Still much missed by his Mum (Jan) and all his friends and family.