first met Max when I moved to Shadwell in London back in
1996, my friend Pat was a neighbour who had also just arrived here. He had
recently adopted Max, a GSD of about three years old. I ended doing his long
walks, dog sitting and even taking him to work as this was possible. He became
known for a fun habit of howling on the DLR trains, I never encouraged
this, I just rewarded it! A lot of people knew him on social media, mostly
fellow pagans. His greatest claim to fame was galloping into a Mosque when he
was about four years old, I had to chase in after him to retrieve him from a
scene best described as chaos! A great mate I really loved for years to come.
Alas, when he was nearly 14 years old the problem of old age set in. He passed
away under the peace of a new moon on August 24th 2006.
A young Max in his habitual crossed forelegs pose, almost
human! The place is Shadwell Basin in east London, a frequent walk and so part
of 'his territory' .
Shadwell Basin again, getting him to do what I want for the
camera wasn't as easy as it looked!
A young Max with his owner...or Dad, my friend and
neighbour of many years Pat, he was a bit of a big puppy. (Max that is!)
Static action! Two old foes who never harmed each other.
Always an incurable cat chaser but not a fierce one.
Yes...all his own work, honest! It took me ages to get him to
sit and stay put for this photo, he was never a very obedient dog...just
obedient enough yes?
This Watney Market stall was a near daily port of call, stall
holder was a friend of the local dogs, Max loved the cheese treat he came to
expect and always got when he passed by.
Not getting younger, Max at about twelve years old on a then
wild spot that is now the Gosling Gardens
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