As I mentioned in my previous entry, Max came to us with a broken hip. He needed surgery, a hip replacement actually. I asked the vet if he’d been hit by a car, he said no, it’s a point of impact injury, as stick or a bat or something along those lines. I can’t believe there are people in this world that can abuse an animal like that. For about the first year he didn’t like people with sticks. He’s over it now.

His hip came out beautifully. I love our vet. He’s a top notch surgeon, and great at all the other stuff too, and the office is so animal friendly hat Max actually like going there. When I turn on a certain street he knows were headed to see Dr. White and he gets all excited.

Here he is looking all manly at the beach…There’s a lizard in that crack and I want it.      (Alabama Hills, California)



Max came to us through a friend. He was about a year old, and our friend took him away from a bad situation. He had a broken hip which had healed badly, so one of the first things we had to do for him was to have hip surgery. Here he is all dressed up for his first New Years party.

Barbara and I and I are the humble servants of a Jack Russel Terrier named Max. This blog will follow the adventure of Max as he lives the dog’s life. Max was about a year old when he came to us. Somehow he had a broken hip which his previous owners ignored, so the bone grew back together all crooked. It was sad watching him try to stand on that leg while he lifted the other one. He’d just collapse, but wouldn’t give up. We found a great veterinarian, Dr. White. He did a surgery where he replaced the head of the little guy’s femur, setting his hip straight. Today he’s strong, healthy, and active. A 50 pound dog in a 20 pound package.