Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Tonya came home with two big boxes of chips.
I love chips.
She also has a box of chocolate bars.
Not big ones, but a variety of small ones.
When the trick or treaters come by on Halloween, they are going to get a chocolate bar and a bag of chips.
I personally hope we don't get a lot of kids.
That will allow me to get some of those chips.
Tonya shares her chips with me.
Not that she has a lot of choice.
When she gets the bag, I can hear it.
I come on the run.
Or, I could be laying in the living room as they are watching TV.
Then, I will get my mouth as close to the open bag of chips as I possibly can.
If she takes more than one chip at a time, one may slip out of her hands and it falls.
I catch the chip as it's falling.
But she also makes me wait.
That is when I get snappy when I taking the chip from her.
Sometimes, her fingers get in the way.
I'm under no such illusion that the Big Guy will allow any of his chips fall out of his fingers.
Also, he doesn't feed me his junk food at all.
He doesn't even allow me to lick his fingers.
Just wait...
They are going to turn their back on me and I will get my own bag of chips.
Your blast from the past
Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog is happy his little visitors have left for the day
Bye bye fur now
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