Here is a story from when Max started to fail, and Noodle stood by him. Wow, that sounds sad. It is a happy memory.
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Max the Cat
Hypothesis: Cats like the smell of feet.
Every day of my senior year of vet school, I would walk into ICU and ask Amy, the veterinary technician in charge of ICU and the blood donors, “Can I adopt Max when I graduate?”
Max started life as a barn kitty near Ames Iowa. He was brought into the Iowa State University Veterinary Teaching Hospital as a blood donor at nine months of age
As a surprise to the rest of us, Becky had Omaha artist Autumn Armstrong paint pictures of our own personal cats.
Thank you family and friends for understanding how very special Max was to Amanda, Abby, Russ and me.
We said goodbye to our dear old cat Max one year ago.