Max

MAX

True story by Dan and Carene

He was our first dog.  He was part Border Collie and something else and he'd do anything for praise.  We lived in a small house on a rural rout in a college town in Kansas.  We taught Max to get the newspaper in the morning and he was happy to do it.  He'd hit the screen door with the paper in his mouth every morning.   We'd come to the door and we'd take the newspaper out of his grip and tell him what a good boy he was and give him a pat on the head.  He learned this so well.  This went on day after day.  

Then one day, we tried to sleep in a bit, but there was Max, banging the paper on the screen door louder than ever.  Dan went to the door and called me to come to see this.  There on the front lawn was a stack of newspapers that Max had picked up from each house down the road and brought it to our house. 

Dan and I drove down the rout that morning redelivering papers as quickly as we could thinking what did we do.  We loved that little guy.