When the world seems as if it should be spelt whirled, like it slipped crosswise and everything is outside in, this is when we need reminding that all furkids and all their devoted servants are special.
So tune those vocal cords — me-me-me-me-me-me-me — click on play, scroll down to the lyrics and lift your voice in song!
A beautiful tribute to Black Max. Rest in Peace, big guy! Your furkids are waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge. ?
{{{Michelle}}} You and the Furkids did a lovely remembrance. Black Max had hundreds of rescued feral kittehs waiting for him at the Bridge. And the Pootie Queen herself, I’d bet. Moar {{{HUGS}}}
MIchelle, thank you for remembering Black Max in this sweet way. As always, your creation is masterful and much appreciated.
I sent a text to his wife that she should look at this post. Thanks for this.
Thanks for this remembrance of Max, Michelle. Lovely. <3