Max on a Mission

Last week, my call to find Max a new home was answered. A lady wrote me saying her son who has cancer just lost his panther-look-alike cat and wanted to take on Max as his new companion. I had a couple of days going back and forth in email exchange with her. And today, I took Max to this farm house up north and handed him over with a complete new set of gears and a gift card. I am certain that I have reached a level of maturity and I wouldn't sob over his departure. Deep down, I feel like I need a session. Poor thing! He cried all the way there.

Max' new friend M is a 15 year old boy who has been fighting leukemia for the past two years. He is smart and healthy looking. By his look, you cannot relate him with the disease he is having. My guts feeling tells me he is going to win this battle and move on. I am glad Max will be part of his journey. The mother is earthy and looks like she could take on anything, 5 children, two dogs and now a cat... these are just what I know.

Speaking of the dogs, I am still not sure how Max is dealing with the two of them around the farm house. No matter how positive I tried to be about this: Max is on a mission. Max is on a farm where animals most feel like at home. Still I am feeling so terrible. I try not to think animal as human. If I don't try. I feel like abandoning a child of 10 years.

The good thing is Sienna is so completely ok with it. Every time we traveled, we left Max with other people. This time, we are taking a very long trip. So Max is just going to be away for a long time.