Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Yesterday, Tonya bought me a little chew toy.
It was cheap.
But it also had a squeaker in it.
I really love things that squeak when I chew on it.
So, I ripped it apart.
There was stuffing all over the place.
Essentially I killed the toy trying to get to the squeaker.
Tonya threw the toy in the garbage.
I didn't give a crap about the stuffing.
Everyone lost on this venture.
The toy is in the garbage. I lost a toy that had a really great squeaker in it. Tonya lost money on buying the cheap toy. The Big Guy lost his mind cause Tonya bought me a cheap toy, and then I destroyed it.
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Max our Bernese Mountain Dog wants his broken toy
Bye bye fur now
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