Mom found out Max had FIP and two weeks later she had to take him to the vet. It was the hardest decisions she has ever had to make. Max was mom's first pet of her own and he moved into her first home and was her buddy. He was there when we had a good day or a bad day and his vocal personality made it seem like he truly was listening to mom. Even when I became his brother one year after Mom got him he took me in and taught me all his bad tricks. When mom and Colin got our Watson the Jack Russell in Feb he played with him and was his buddy which was fine by me!! Will miss my buddy terribly!