28/Feb/19 what about babies born on February 29th

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Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So, tomorrow is March the 1st.

Do you know anyone that is born on February the 29th?

Honestly, there has got to be a lot of people born on this date.

Since their birth "date" only shows up on the calendar once every 4 years, do they really try to get away with saying they are such and such an age (divided by 4) when the planet Earth has actually gone around the Sun, which is a year.  When they are 40 years old, do they try to get away with saying they are only 10 years old?

Do they celebrate it on February the 28th, or March the 1st?  Is it considered a lie to celebrate when it's not really your birthday according to the calendar?

I know the Big Guy's middle brother, his birthday is July the 5th.  But they used to celebrate his birthday twice a year.  Once on June the 5th, so that he could have a party with all his friends that lived in Halifax/Dartmouth, and then when they would go to the cottage for 2 months, then again, on his REAL birthday.  Where family would come by to celebrate.  His REAL birthday wasn't as exciting though.  He would only get small presents on his REAL birthday.  His bigger presents were given to him when he celebrated with his friends.

The Big Guy's father, my non-furry Pepere, well his birthday was on December the 25th.  But they were lucky to be Catholic.  So they would go to midnight mass (church) on the night of December the 24th, and when they came home, they would find that Santa had been there already.  They would get to open their presents that night.  Then the next day, they would celebrate my non-furry Pepere's birthday.  So he would get presents twice.  Once for Christmas and once for his birthday.  I wonder what it was like for him as a child?  Did they go to mass and open their presents after coming home from mass?  They must have.  Since they were catholic as well.

Funny how we only think of the here and now, and not the past so much.

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27/Feb/19 there is all that snow, and I could be playing in it

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Remember how yesterday the Big Guy was saying that he was going to be going OUTSIDE and shoveling and doing some snow blowing?

It was a LIE!

He went outside alright.  To go to work.

After he posted yesterday's post, he looked outside and seen how cold it was outside.  Then there was a snow squall.

So, he decided that staying inside where it was warm, was better than being outside.

He better decide to shovel the snow away from the garage door today.  Otherwise, he may not be able to open the door when he really needs to open that door.  Also, he needs to put some salt down on the back steps.

When they installed the metal roof, they forgot that there are no gutters.  So that allows the melted snow to drip on the stairs.  Which then freezes again.  Which is a hazard to both my humans.  For me, I'm low to the ground and I always have my 4 x 4 paw drive engaged.  So I'm pretty safe.  Even if I slip and fall, I'm still pretty close to the ground.

Not my humans.  They don't exactly fall with grace any longer.

When they fall, it's with a lot of fan fare and arm waiving.

I guess that would be stupid human tricks...

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26/Feb/19 can you see any boogers up my nose

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

They had to cancel school yesterday.  Not that WE got a lot of snow, but there was other parts of the province that did get MORE than what we got.  So, to be fair for the kids around here, they cancelled school for everyone.

The Big Guy will be going outside in a few minutes to clean up the snow that fell.  It isn't that there is a lot, but enough, that it really should be dealt with.  Once it is done, he doesn't have to worry about it again until the next time it snows.

The Big Guy's computer is not producing any sounds again.  This has happened several times.  He knows what the fix is.  He needs to do a recovery.  Which is more annoying to him than anything else.

If he knew what was making his computer loose the sound, he would stop what ever the program is that is doing that.

Last night, Tonya felt like have grilled cheese sandwich.  She had also turned down the heat before going to work.  Which is a good thing.  Why heat the house for someone that wears a fur coat all day long (me).  But the Big Guy knew, the butter would be hard and would rip at the bread when your trying to spread it.

The Big Guy had read about using mayonnaise for your grilled cheese sandwich.  Tonya was VERY skeptical and didn't think it would make for a nice sandwich.  But when she got home, sure enough, the butter was WAY too hard to spread.  

So she made the grilled cheese sandwich with mayonnaise.

She is now converted and will be making ALL her grilled cheese sandwiches with mayonnaise.  When the Big Guy got home, he was pretty surprised at the results.  He likes mayonnaise, so he didn't mind it being on his sandwich.  But grilling with it...  well he never tried that before.  So it was a first for him too.

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25/Feb/19 my paws are cold, get me a blanket

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

It's going to be snowing a bit today.  Not like it hasn't snowed before.  Everyone seem to be running around like a chicken with their head cut off.  Honestly people, it's not that much snow.

The Big Guy tried to take a picture to show the snow that was falling, but for some reason, he made some sort of changes to the cell phone and not it's not being recognized by the computer.  Well done tech support.  Well done...

Tonya and the Big Guy had steak for supper last night.  There was even bones in the steak.

But do you think they would share the bones?  You would be right if you guessed: No.

They said it's for "my safety".  That's it's a choking hazard.  That my bowels could become perforated by the bone shards.

I'm willing to take that chance.  

But I can see that my humans are not.

They would rather throw them out to the green bin for the other animals to deal with.

The rats have moved over to where the Big Guy has moved the green bin.  He really needs to fix the screen that's on the side of the green bin.  Get like screws to hole a new piece of screen in place.

Either that, or call the city.  Perhaps they got a green bin screen re installment team that will fix that for him.  You never know...  he might get a new green bin.

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24/Feb/19 you made beef stew and you wouldn't share any

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So I was right about the beef stew.  The Big Guy didn't share any of it.  He also gave Tonya a warning about the beef stew and the onions that were in it.

We are going to be getting some snow tonight and tomorrow.  Not a lot.  Just enough to be annoying to the Big Guy.

He was so hopeful about the rain we had been getting.  But the rain will happen soon enough.  Then, no snow for about 9 months.

The Big Guy thought that it had snowed last night, before he went to bed.  He was looking outside and the road was all White.  Turns out, it's the salt that the city put down on the road and now the road is all White from the salt.

Not to worry though, the road will be White from the snow that's going to be falling tonight.

Tonya won this prize from Facebook and some guy needed to deliver it.  Well he is not a dog person.  When he found out that I live here.  Well, he didn't like that one bit.  So Tonya had to go outside to get her prize, while the guy was looking at me though the door.

Of course, I was just being me and I was barking to protect Tonya.  He was really nervous.  Then, when he was done, he ran back to his car.  Well, running away, only wanted me to CHASE HIM.  Oh how I barked at that.  He got in his car and zoomed away.

Guess I showed him.

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23/Feb/19 can't give paw, I'm sleeping damn it

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So I heard that the Big Guy wants to make a beef stew for supper.  You know, he is going to screw it up by adding onions to it.

That means, none for the old dog.

I bet if I beg Tonya, when she is eating the stew, she will give me some.  Onions or not.

So, I heard that someone is selling Bernese Mountain Dog puppies, somewhere in Sydney, for about $200.00.

One of Tonya's co-workers thought about getting one.  She thought it would be the perfect companion for her unborn baby.

Now, it's not to say that Bernese Mountain Dogs are not good with children.  But as a breed, we are very big.

The lady that is the mother to the lady that was going to buy one, got out her cell phone and started showing her pictures of me with Tonya.

The lady changed her mind as she didn't know how BIG the puppy is going to get.

If you want information about the puppies, reach out to Tonya.  I'm sure she can reach out to the co-worker, that can reach out to the daughter, for information about those puppies.

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22/Feb/19 ooh, I've got an itch and it needs scratching

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So this "gout" thing is really getting annoying.

The Big Guy can't walk me around the block without being in extreme pain.  He says that it's subsiding, but for me, NOT fast enough.  He's been having his cherry juice and his cherries, but come on...  I want to go for a walk.

If you look outside, you can see the sun is coming up earlier each day.  Soon enough, the folks are going to be moving the time so that it springs forward.  That normally messes everyone up for about a week.

Now, the province of Saskatchewan.  They are the smart ones.  They don't change their time at all.  When it's dark, it's dark.  When it's light out, it's light out.  They don't so much pay attention to the clock in order for them to do their work.

There is a lot of farmers in Saskatchewan.  So, they really don't care what time it is.  You make hay while the sun is shinning.  That's pretty simple.

With everyone working indoors, well, at least MOST people work indoors, why are they so concerned about what the time says on a clock?

My non-furry Memere was talking with the Big Guy and she was saying, there is this actor, who is from St Marie.  Which is close to where their cottage was.  Well, somewhat close.  He is this giant of a man.  He is like seven feet tall.  He was in the movie "The 300" and he is also in the movie "Polar".  The Big Guy watched that movie.  My non-furry Memere didn't enjoy it too much.  There was too many ladies that were in the movie, without their clothes on.  Of course the Big Guy didn't mind seeing the undressed ladies.  But I'm sure he wouldn't have wanted to see the movie with his mother in the same room.

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21/Feb/19 oh Mr Spring, where are you

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So everyone on the news is saying how cold it is outside.  I mean, yes, it is cold out, but not so cold that I can't enjoy being outside for a bit.

When the Big Guy was in the Navy, the Doc on board used to tell the crew, they should get to the upper decks at least 15 minutes a day.  There was some of the crew that only worked in the lower parts of the ship.  So for them to go outside, well, they would have to go up several decks to be outside.

The Big Guy took this to heart and would try to get outside several times a day.

This wasn't an issue for the smokers.  They HAD to go on the upper decks for a smoke.

What a nasty habit that is too.

The Big Guy told me, he used to smoke a pack a day.  

When you think of the money that he wasted.  It went up in smoke.  Poof.

Now, there are people that smoke today and it's even MORE expensive to smoke than ever before.

But I hear that nicotine is very addictive.  So what can you do...  Everyone in Tonya's family, they all smoke.

The government makes a lot of taxes off of cigarettes.  I wonder...  just how much revenue they bring in because of all those smokers.

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20/Feb/19 well I was sleeping, now I'm not

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Tonya read my blog yesterday and she told the Big Guy...  no more processed meat sandwiches for him.  He's not all that upset.  it's not like they go to Subway that often.

Like he was saying yesterday, he would much rather have a steak, sliced thinly and put on a sandwich.  Or pork, sliced thin, or a chicken salad sandwich.  Or an egg sandwich.  Or a hamburger.

He isn't much of a fan of tuna though.  He has certainly eaten a lot of tuna sandwiches when he was in the Canadian Forces.  Tons and tons of tuna sandwiches.

Perhaps that's why he doesn't enjoy them now.

I've seen him eat chili for breakfast.

I've seen him have steak and eggs for breakfast.

Oh and left overs.  He loves leftovers.

He will really eat anything for breakfast.  He isn't all that fussy about stuff like that.

Weirdo.

Yesterday, one of my readers approached the Big Guy while he was in the store where she worked.  She told him, she didn't appreciate the fact that the Big Guy will blame me for his farts.

It's nice to know that Del is on my side.

But honestly Del...  I fart more than the Big Guy does.  And when I fart...  whooo weeee...  they stink...

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19/Feb/19 yes I do like peanut butter, why do you ask

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So the Big Guy has this issue.  He suffers from gout.  This is where the uric acid will build up and his feet get extra sore.  Of course this acid will settle in the lowest parts of his body, his feet.  So there are foods that he is supposed to avoid.

Like all processed meats.  Like sliced meat that you would get a Subway, or at the deli to make a sandwich.

He knows this.

But he loves sliced meats.  So he suffers.

Now, he can avoid all this by making his meats fresh.  

He could cook a steak and slice it thin and have it on a sandwich.  Or ham, again, slice it thin, or get a chicken and rip it apart and make a chicken salad sandwich.  He likes those.

But there is always the convenience of having sliced meats.

Then he can't walk, without being in pain.

There is a cure for this.  Well, not so much a cure as he can alleviate some of the pain, by eating cherries.  Tonya was good enough to buy him some frozen, sweet and pitted cherries.

Now, he was feeling better and what did he do?

He made himself a club trio sliced meat sandwich.  Double the meats.

He could hardly walk yesterday.

The Big Guy should know better.  The stomach may say "yes", but his feet say "no".  He should really listen to his feet.

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18/Feb/19 from this angle, the ceiling seems extra high

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So yesterday was one of those extra lazy days.  I just laid around.  Tonya tried to clean around me.  She would vacuum and I would just drop more hair.

When they say that the Bernese Mountain Dog sheds fur.  They really didn't give a warning as to how much fur we drop.

The Big Guy doesn't empty the vacuum in the garbage.  He steps out on the deck and empties it there.  Then my fur blows around the yard.  The Big Guy hopes that some birds will be able to re purpose my fur for their nests.  Although it isn't Spring yet, my fur will blow around and it will get caught on the trees and the grass where the birds will be able to find it.

I wonder if barbers and hair dressers did this, would people get upset with them?  Humans get their hair cut quite often.  That would mean a lot of human hair would be blowing around town.

Would the birds use that?

It's not like they can eat it.

Or can they?

Would small insects, like ants, eat my discarded fur?  

Does it have any "value" once I shed my fur?

I'm not like a sheep.  Lord no.  Not going to sheer me once a year.

I'd be all self conscious, being naked like that.

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