Good morning Cape Breton.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.
Yesterday the Big Guy took the time to make some ribs. None for me obviously.
Today, he has to take the time to remove the meat that is left on the bones and then put the bones in the green bin.
That's when the rats are going to have fun with the bones.
They have removed the screen that is on the side of the green bin. So now they have easy access to the contents of the green bin.
Now, that hardly seems fair.
Some rat gets to eat like a king and I only get kibble and water. Yup, not fair at all.
But I have been pooping solid once more. So at least now, I get to have some of my treats. Like marrow bones and such.
The Big Guy has a sore knee. Not the one that is full of arthritis, but his other "good" knee. He isn't sure what he did to it, but going up and down stairs, and sleeping, just isn't in the cards for him. So last night, he didn't have a very restful sleep.
Perhaps that knee is sore from being favoured all those years.
Humans are pretty fragile.
Your Blast From the Past
Your Daily Video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog and his Big Red Ball
Bye bye fur now
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