Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Yesterday, Tonya tried to kill me.
She took me for a walk.
At first, it was great. I was climbing every snow bank and trying to smell every spot.
By the time we got home, I found a snow bank in the driveway and just laid there.
Tonya said she timed me and I laid there for 4 minutes.
When we got inside the door. I laid down.
Tonya tried to coach me over to my water bowl to have a drink.
I just wanted to lay there. Which I did. I didn't want any water. I just wanted a rest.
When the Big Guy got home from work, he was expecting me to be like "Tigger the Tiger" and be all happy and bouncy.
I was happy, to be sure. But the bounce was still out of my body.
He gave me a few rubs and I went to lay down again.
So... walk yes.
Walk far, no.
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Bye bye fur now
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