Max was adopted by Tom. Here he is in 2013!
Max joined our family (me and my other border collie, Cooper) in June 2010. I met Faye, Max’s foster mom, at a parking lot near Columbia to pick him up. As we drove away in my truck, Max jumped in the back seat and, with a desperate longing, watched Faye disappear. I could tell he was sad and nervous that he was leaving yet another home and another companion. Max quickly became part of our family. He is a big time snuggler, which is nice, because Cooper was much more independent and liked his space. Max really grew to love Cooper. (Cooper, being 12 years old, tolerated Max at first and then grew to love him, too.) Max isn’t much for playing with toys, but Cooper totally was, so when Max was done playing, he’d hang out and watch Cooper retrieve Frisbees, tennis balls and the like. I have found, though, that Max really likes to fetch sticks – old school entertainment. I could tell that Max learned some wonderful traits from Cooper, and Max’s youthful presence brought renewed vigor to Cooper’s aging bones.
I first thought that I rescued Max, but when Cooper was diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma and passed away quickly, it was Max who rescued me. Cooper was my best friend and had been for nearly 13 years. When Cooper was gone, I can’t imagine how much deeper the despair and the void would have been, had it not been for Max. He’s been a true and loving companion, and he’s always right at my side. I can't imagine my days without him. Max is getting less aggressive (and even becoming friendly) with other big dogs, which is really nice on walks. This was a little hurdle the first night when he met Cooper and the first time he met my sister’s Newfie, Phog, but now Max and Phog even get along and are friends. Funny what a little love, patience and reinforcement can accomplish - along with some helpful calls and tips from Faye during those first few weeks. Max is absolutely perfect with family, friends, my niece and nephews and the neighbors’ kids. I couldn’t be prouder.
Thank you to Faye and to everyone at the Missouri-Kansas Border Collie Rescue. You do a lot more than just rescue the dogs in your care. You change lives – for the dogs and for the families blessed to adopt them. I can’t wait to bring another rescued border collie into our family, so Max will have a canine companion to be a big brother to. Thanks from both of us!
Original Bio: "The man died one day." It shouldn't have been
a surprise because he was old but Max didn't know that. All he
knew was that his man was gone and he was sent to the yard where
he grieved for what had been. He lost weight until only his bones
showed and the light in his eyes dimmed.
Another forgotten dog? Another lost soul? His story could have
ended here, but it didn’t.
He was rescued. As he put on weight and his old dead coat dropped from his
body this handsome fellow began to emerge. As his body came back to life so
did his spirit and his smile that played on his lips when he caught sight of
his human. The light in eyes began to sparkle and we got to know the wonderful
gentle soul that’s there.
Now he plays with his beloved Frisbee, is learning
obedience in the class he is taking and most of all he loves to be with his
people. He seems to love everyone even children and is gentle with all. Like
many dogs he does better without cats. He gets along with females and low
dominance male dogs if properly introduced. He is crate trained
and house trained. He
loves to take walks and does very well with the gentle leader. He would make
a wonderful family pet and even has the type of temperament that would make
him a great therapy dog.
Do you have the loving home that Max deserves to
Max's angel is Jo Johnson