It all started with a dog and his love of playing Fetch!

The ad in the paper read: 2 1/2 year old Male Golden Retriever, Must Go to Single Man.

This is the classified ad that I responded to over 15 years ago when MAXX and I joined forces.

A MAXX TAIL: At that time I saved his life and years later he saved mine. Maxx was abused, a biter, and with patience became the best friend I’ve ever had.

One day while working in the Wood shop, trying to keep busy and rid myself from a cloud of depression, MAXX came through the door carrying a 4 foot long twig in his mouth. He dropped it at my feet and forcefully said, “WOOF!” I looked at him, laughed and said, “That’s not a stick, I’ll make you a stick.” And so I did!
 
I walked out into the yard, picked up a piece of rough sawn lumber, brought it into the shop, put it through my saw, shaped it for a comfortable grip, and then on a whim from God, I cut slots in the end (not knowing what that would do). After doing so, I looked at it and said Maxx “I just ruined your stick.” Maxx was still watching when I finished his Stixx, he seemed to know exactly who and what it was for and proceeded to go NUTS!

Laughing all the way into the neighbor’s lot, I threw the Stixx, heard the Whistling noise (in the air) and the Clacking sound (on impact) and the rest is HISTORY.

That’s how Fetchin’ Stixx came to be.

MAXX has been gone for several years now, but I still work for him today in his legacy, MAXXDOGGTOYZ.

Ever since our first day in business…

MAXX and I wish you and yours, Many Happy Returns!

Fetchin’Stixx! *Patent #8746180.