Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
I don't know why, but the Big Guy wants to call me Harry Houdini.
Last night, when Tonya put me outside, I went to the length of my lead and then started going backwards. I pulled and pulled and pulled.
Tonya was looking at something that was on the Big Guy's computer and she seen me running around the front yard. I WAS FREE!
It took them a few minutes to get me back in the house again.
The Big Guy got a hold of my harness and he has made it extra tight. But now they are putting me on the deck when I feel that I need to spend time outside. The Big Guy says that he and Tonya have to be with me when I go outside from now on.
The Big Guy sprayed his cologne all over the wooden rails on the back deck. Now they don't taste so good. But I found some new siding to chew on. Yesterday he "painted" the shingles with hot sauce.
I smelled the hot sauce and I am pretty sure that I don't want to lick it.
Looks like we got some snow and rain in the forecast. I like the snow, but the Big Guy likes the rain. He said it's something to do with not having to shovel the rain. All's I know, they better put some salt down in their driveway. I was slipping around yesterday. Same with their front walk way. They better put salt there too.
Bye bye for now
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