Maxine Freach is our family dog. Max was born in a barn on November 18, 2013. We took her home on a Sunday and when we got there it was her first time in a house. She's a Schnoodle (which means she is part Schnauzer part Poodle). She doesn't look anything like a Schnoodle. We got Max because I really wanted a dog. I think she's really cute and funny.
Once on Christmas day Santa Claus got my sister, Rae, and I a giant Hershey's Kiss. My mom told us to put our chocolates in the refrigerator but Rae didn't. Then Max went under the bed and ate a whole chunk of the Hershey's bar! At night when mom was giving Rae a bath all the sudden there was a big lake of chocolate barf! My mom and I took Max to her doctor and when we were waiting she threw up right in the middle of the floor! Then, the doctor took Max into a room and gave her a type of medicine that made her throw up because they had to try to get the chocolate out of her stomach. When the doctor came back into the room she said, "Max is going to stay here for the night." We gave Max a kiss goodbye and we left. When we got home it was 11:45 so mom put me to bed.
When we left I was the saddest person on earth because I thought Max was going to die. I was worried. I missed her so much. Now Max is super healthy, and there is no chocolate in her stomach. Mom was right, you should always put your chocolate in the refrigerator.