Max is what they called him,

happy and full of joy.

Running and jumping

is what made him a good boy.

He liked to run and jump

without an end.

That’s when we realized

“Max needs a small friend."

All his energy needs to

be shared with another.

Instead of just playing

alone with me and my brother.

Days went on and on

With no new friend.

But things turned around

When it got to the weekend.

It was a nice day,

In the warm month of July.

When a nice little cat

Strut on by.

She looked curious

As she strut in the yard.

Meanwhile, Max watched

her like a guard.

Max was surprised to

See such a creature.

He had never seen

These kind of features.

Max and the cat

both mingled for a bit.

After a while, they

seemed like the perfect fit.

When she passed

an object, she'd take a whiff.

That's when we decided

to name her,"Sniff".

As time passed, their

bond grew stronger.

Occasionally, the two

would often wander.

"Don't wander too far,"

I would say.

Until one day, I heard,

"MAX RAN AWAY!"

We all panicked and

went on a quest.

While sniff waited,

alone and depressed.

We searched every street,

tree, bush, and park.

This journey got harder,

when it started getting dark.

Sniff was very sad to

know her friend was gone.

Until she decided to

go wait on the lawn.