R.I.P. M-n-M ( Mini Max ), named after his dad Max
He was an old fart and just didnt have anything left I guess. He was fine earlier today, run'n around and play'n but when I went out to feed them earlier I found him laying dead in his house.
These pictures arent the best but oh well......
I've been kinda expecting it and preparing for it and just trying to make him as comfortable as possible. He's been with me for about 11 years now but has a whole lot of miles on his old body. When we lived way out in the woods he was never tied or pinned up and got to live like a "wild dog" since we were alone out there. But he's spent he last couple of years on a 1/8" thick 30 foot chain. He spent most of his time in the shade or laid up in the water lol. I cut a barrel long ways and it stayed full of fresh cool water for him and he LOVED it.
He had a stroke about a month ago and since then he hasnt really been the same...so I knew what was coming. I've been having to soften his food for him for the past year now since he was missing so many teeth... He used to bite and pop people tires all the time when they would leave our house. After a while his teeth started brake'n off so I would hold to him when someone came up or left. But he's back in his youth now wait'n on me up there with all of his old buddies who have gone on before us.