As reported Amber’s surgery went very well, but we didn’t realize the full extent of its success until we went to pick her up last night from the animal hospital. Charging through the doors, Amber came sprinting towards us on all 3’s, grinning broadly with her tail wagging furiously.

YAY!!! I'm outta here!

The hospital technician ran along beside her, trying to support her with a towel, but she quickly showed us that she didn’t need it.

What are we hanging around here for, Dad? I'm ready to boogie!!

She hadn’t eaten much at the hospital, but the moment she got home, she headed straight for the cupboard that houses her treats and demanded her Greenie. Then she ate, not one, but TWO portions of chicken and brown rice and went outside and pooped. I know this may be more information that you wanted to know, but if you knew the amount of anxiety that existed in my household about how she would be able to handle this, you would know why this was something to celebrate!

Today marks the first anniversary of my mother’s passing and it was just the beginning of many losses that we endured during the past year. When Amber’s cancer was first diagnosed, I wondered: What lesson are we supposed to learn from this? Now I am thinking that perhaps, Amber’s strength of spirit is meant to remind us of our own resilience and adaptability. In the face of change that is compounded by grief, hurt, and disappointment, we humans may wonder how we will get through it all. But Amber shows us that with love and faith, all things are possible. Thanks, Amber, for reminding us who we are with your amazing attitude and incredible courage. As Max and I wrote in Life to the Max, “…be grateful for every teacher who leads you—even if it’s the one at the end of the leash!”

Speaking of gratitude, I want to shout out to our vet, Dr. Tracy Wight and the amazing staff of McClintock Animal Care Center for their continued caring concern, faithful follow up and patient hand- holding. Also we want to thank Dr. Christopher Monarski, Dr. Miller, Donna, Jordan and all the other technicians and staff of VCA Animal Referral and Emergency Center of Arizona who calmly answered all our questions and soothed our fears during this anxious time. If you are in the East Valley in Phoenix, Arizona, you will not find better veterinary professionals.

Stay tuned for more news next week after we meet the oncologist!

I had been annoyed with her. I had come back from our Thanksgiving trip with a sinus infection and I had gotten behind. I wasn’t feeling much in the holiday spirit anyway, but Amber was in it from the moment I entered the house with shopping bags. She would greet me at the door and thrust her whole head in the bag to make sure I wasn’t trying to slip something good past her.

But the night I was wrapping presents was the worst. Even though I had locked our bedroom door, she knew how to thrust her nose against the door just right, so she could pop the lock. In she rushed, running through my wrapping papers…

Amber gets into the holiday spirit!

…pulling ribbons out of my container…

What a sneaky little devil!

…and standing on her back legs to strain to see what toys I had hid for her high in my closet.

Then on Christmas morning, she had been the first one up, trying to push through the barricades we were forced to erect each year to keep her from sneaking her stocking too early.

"Gimme!"

You just had to enjoy the holidays with Amber around.

Those of us who have Airedales in our families know how stalwart these dogs can be and with so much zest for life, how could we have been prepared–just one week after getting a clean bill health from her routine health check-up–that we would receive devastating news?

I had been noticing that Amber was getting up a little slower, but she had knee surgery when she was a puppy and we all thought maybe she was getting a little arthritis. After all, she is almost 11. Then came the day when she and Krissy were doing their usual rough-housing when she came up lame. I took her back to our vet who checked for Valley Fever, but then referred us to us a specialty hospital. Still, I thought it was an orthopedic issue, so I was shocked when the specialist there told me he suspected cancer. A few days later, the bone biopsy revealed chrondrosarcoma—a small piece of good news in the face of the more aggressive osteosarcoma that was originally suspected.

It is hard to step away from your emotions when challenges like these involve your family members. But instead of reproaching yourself for things you might have done differently, you have to be a dog and stay in the moment. You can’t look back and you can’t look too far forward. You have to deal with what’s in front of you right now and only this, nothing more. When we did this, it is very clear to us that Amber is not ready to leave us. Her heart is strong and her lungs are clear. She is always looking forward and her resilience inspires us. The time that we’ve had to deal with this has been short and given her age on paper, decisions have not been easy. But considering her spirit, that bone and cartilage cancer is very painful, and that her bone is at high risk to fracture, we chose to have Amber’s leg amputated today. We ask our friends and fans to send healing thoughts to Amber and to watch our blog for updates. I will be posting about Amber’s journey as a tripod and cancer survivor–because I believe she won’t just survive, she will thrive. I know this because today I am not just a dog; I’m an Airedale!

P.S. Amber is out of surgery and doing very well.

Everyone here at NICE Creative and Life to the Max seemed to procrastinate over creating a Halloween costume this year.

But after being forced to wear the Cone of Shame following a minor medical procedure, I inspired the staff to use the cone to create some last-minute Halloween costumes.

With just a few basic pieces, you can turn the cone into your very own tutu. Here’s Kim doing her very best Black Swan imitation.

Or you can use it to make a bonnet. Terry is such a cute baby. Kitchee-coo!

You can also use the cone as a barber’s cape and recreate a scene from Sweeney Todd. Kim & Robin team up for some hair-raising fun!

Of course, the cone makes a perfect lamp shade. Here’s Kim doing her best impression of a table lamp. What a shining example of employee loyalty!

The cone is also useful if you want to strike a pose as Queen Nefertiti. Note the flashy golden necklace that Robin wears of Hershey’s chocolate wrappers and her daring snake handling ability.

Do you have any ideas of how to turn your cone of shame into a last-minute costume? Send us your pictures and we’ll post them on our blog! Hope your Halloween is filled with a cone-voluted sense of humor!

We have learned a lot about publishing ebooks over the past few months and now despite some of the challenges with formatting a book like ours, you will now find Life to the Max: Maxims for a Great Life by a Dog named Max in both Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble Nook formats.

In this initial offering, we made the decision to make the text resizable, which means a lot of the beautiful graphic treatment that exists in our hardcover version had to be reduced. That is why we are offering the ebook versions at the very low price of just $2.99. We would love to hear what your experiences are, so please send us your comments. Is the advantage of being able to make the type any size you like more important than seeing the book as it was originally designed?

As you know, this is a field that is rapidly changing, so there are always opportunities to grow and improve. Let us know if you would prefer a fixed page layout where you would not be able to adjust the type size or format, but the design looks the same as the hardcover. Happy downloading!

We’ve gone barking mad in Max’s store and lowered our prices 50% or more! Now through July 31 during our Christmas in July Sale, you can get our award-winning Life to the Max gift book, postcards, pet tags, bandanas, and even our all inclusive Gift Pack-all at half off or more. This is your chance to get some serious holiday shopping completed for the pet lovers on your list and save BIG with the lowest prices we’ve ever offered!

(Because our prices are so low, this sale is for domestic U.S. only. No international shipping will be available.)

So start making your list and checking it twice! Then click on over to Max’s store for the best deals for your howl-idays!

Many of you who have been following my blog and Facebook page know that my mom passed in January. Today is Mother’s Day and tomorrow is my birthday and traditionally, this was always a time of great fun and celebration with my mom.

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I keenly feel her absence, but also clearly feel the part of her that she left behind. It began in her rocking chair.

When I was little girl whenever I was sad, scared or hurt, my mom would take me on her rocker and we would rock back and forth, back and forth until my feelings were soothed. Many disappointments and much loneliness subsided after rocking with mom in her rocker. When I ran across a picture of our Airedale, Bernie, fast asleep on my already napping husband, it reminded me of how powerful this simple act was.

Bernie was a very cute, smart, and sweet puppy, but one day, she just seemed to decide she was a lap dog. Even when she became 70 lb., it didn’t deter her. My husband had fallen asleep on the couch when Bernie discovered him; she crawled up, and fell asleep on his chest. When I found them, the image was so funny that I took the following picture.

When my husband woke up suddenly and realized Bernie was on top of him, he said, “No wonder I was having a dream that I was suffocating!” Hmm…70 lb. of pressure on your chest can give you ideas!

We never quite understood where this lap dog behavior came from until the day I shared the photo with my mom. She looked a little sheepish. “Well, that might have come from me,” she said. “Remember that time you left her with me for the weekend when she was a puppy? I took her on my lap and we’d sit in the rocker and we would just rock and rock for hours.”

Kids, dogs, and grandchildren all took a ride on my mom’s magical rocker and no doubt they felt the same love and reassurance that I had as a child. The legacy continued when I became a mom and my son and I would share hours of stories, soothing conversations, and quiet reflection in our own rocker.

Though today I can’t physically be with my mom, I feel her presence in my life still. Now I see her sitting in her rocker, holding the 70 lb. Bernie on her lap (70 lbs. doesn’t feel very heavy in heaven) and rocking back and forth, back and forth. Happy Mother’s Day, Mom and to all moms who rock our worlds in so many ways!

When we rescued Max from the Humane Society, the paperwork said he was born in February, but it did not indicate a specific day. As each day went by and we learned what a loving, special guy he was, it seemed only appropriate to designate Valentine’s Day as his “official” birthday.

Today we are celebrating his birthday with a giveaway of our book in conjunction with Modern Dog Magazine. There are 10 chances to win a copy of our book so be sure to check out their website to enter the drawing: http://bit.ly/eI1Bwh

Today we hope you’re celebrating someone you love to the MAX!