is a black lab, that Sean’s dad was given for his birthday. Now most of the time I like Max. Sure he does have problems knowing where he is meant to go to the toilet but he will get over that. But why, why does he have to chew everything around him when he is alone or at night? The other day he and his partner in crime Zack were accidently locked out the back at Sean’s house.
So what could possibly be more fun then to jump on Sean’s bet to get to the shelf where he keeps all his cool stuff; photos, scotch, event and move tickets, and the little things I have made him over our last 51 wks and do all we can to chew it all to shreds?
I had made Sean a little stencil name box for his birthday to keep stuff in, so in it was the various tags I have made him, the mini book I made him for valentine’s day, tickets to the movies, games and concerts we have gone to. Well Mr Max decided that that box was perfectly fine to chew to shreds. Not happy with you Max. Not happy with you at all.
Not only did he/they have a good chew of Sean’s stuff but also a lot of Michael’s stuff and theu decided they didn’t like the colour of the carpet, so lets rip up that some more. I like dogs mostly but I don’t think I could ever have a dog.