My brother Joe is the one who asked my parents for a dog. He got Max from neighbors up the street whose dog had just had a litter of puppies. Max started out with us as an outdoor dog, but we couldn't stand to keep him outside, so he quickly became an indoor dog. Max loved to run around the house at full speed, knocking over anything in his path. Between him and the three kids (me, my brother, and my sister) who lived there, the place could get messy sometimes, but we didn't mind.