Max Baker was our best friend and brother. He was adopted into our family at 18 months old, and immediately became the protector, the shenanigan conspirator and the best fur brother to our two kiddos. He loved jumping on the trampoline with his brother and sister, playing tag, and going anywhere his mom went, even if just to the other room for five seconds. He was a quiet soul who rarely used his words, but when he did, we knew it meant something big was happening. And, he was content just being with his people. Max exuded joy, patience, gentleness, and he was a regal man. We love him so much and miss him dearly every day.