Max was a sweet boy. Being a Beagle he was ever curious and always dramatic. He was very vocal in his affections, barking whether or not the situation called for it. When someone he loved would come into sight he would start barking, which caused the front of his body to lift. His tail would wag wildly. Petting him would only make the barking worse until he finally would be satisfied that he had greeted you properly. Max never met a stranger. He hated to have his nails cut. He would keep your feet warm, or cuddle beside you while you slept. I will miss him forever.