My mom sent me this picture of a picture, I think about 1999/2000 before the Doberman years began.
Me, my oldest daughter and Maxie
Was quite a memorable trip.
We were in our truck following my parents towing their travel trailer to the Upper Kern river.
The transmission went out in their truck, and because I don’t have a 5th wheel hitch, they had to get 2 tow trucks.
One to take their truck to the dealership some 45 miles away, and another to tow their trailer to the camp.
Which left me, the wife, Haile and Maxie in the front seat of my truck, my parents and their 2 golden retrievers in the back seat.
Good thing I had a crew cab truck!!
Maxie turned out to be quite the swimmer that trip, tried to assault a Bouvier, and almost...almost went after a skunk.
And not one fish did I catch that trip
Maxie!!!!
She was a fun dog, absolutely fearless to a fault. She was with us almost 15 years before old age caught up to her.
Pretty much any camping trip she was with us, as well as a vacation or two through Colorado and the Southwest.
Miss that little snot.