hello! i’m maylin
Wife, mother, & Dog lover
As a fellow dog mom with a house full of babies and fur babies and a small business dedicated to making their lives better, I’m excited to share what I’m learning along the way.
Here, you’ll find personal stories, practical tips, and heartfelt advice that come from my own experiences. Whether you’re looking for the best products, trying to balance it all, or just need a little encouragement, I hope this space feels like a supportive friend who gets it. Because I do!
About Max
This is Max, our boxer. But every single dog we have ever had the honor to have in our lives has contributed to this cause. Bruno, Draco, Athena, Bailey, and Kobe. Yes, the last push we needed came from Max, but every single one of those souls that came before him shaped the dog mom I am now, and my heart will forever carry them.
Now, back to Max. He was kind and gentle. The kind of dog that just read your mind. As I sit here trying to describe him to you, my heart hurts as I realize I’m starting to lose the everyday memories of him. He was our shadow, our companion, the one waiting by the door every day we arrived home. We were greeted with his wiggle bum, the way boxers do, and it was the sweetest kind of love.
Max was only six years old when he passed away unexpectedly on September 30, 2018. A day that shook me to my core and is forever ingrained in me. My husband and I were out celebrating with friends, it was the week before their wedding. The kids were home with grandma and Max. We arrived home sometime after midnight and Max greeted us at the door. I remember this vividly. My oldest son was still up. I said hi to Max, wondered why he was still up and headed straight to the room to change. That’s when I heard something happening in the kitchen. I rushed over and saw my son on the floor holding Max in his arms. My husband was with him. They were both holding Max and to be honest, the rest is a bit blurry. I stood there in shock as Max crossed over the rainbow bridge right before our eyes. It was surreal.
You see, Max was healthy, or so I thought. He was fed a raw diet when he was a puppy. Later, life got complicated, and I didn’t have the means and time to continue to do that, but I still made sure to feed him the highest-quality, low-carb kibble I could afford. During his entire life, he never showed signs of any illness. His teeth were in perfect condition, his coat was shiny.
It was only three days before his passing, on my way out for work that Max followed me to the door and collapsed at my feet. He was stiff for a few minutes that seemed like an eternity, and then was back up on his feet like nothing had ever happened. I made a ton of calls that morning and did a lot of research. Everything I was hearing, and reading was pointing to a seizure. I was able to locate a veterinary neurologist to arrange an MRI. That was on a Friday. Max passed away on Saturday.
Since Max’s passing we’ve welcomed Levi in March of 2019, Luna a year later, and now Lexi in March of 2024. Two labradoodles and a poodle have filled our home with paw prints, hair, chaos, love, and many, many laughs and although we know the hole Max left will never be filled, we are grateful and honored we get to share our lives with these pups.