Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
OK, so I'm used to Tonya getting her supper.
I will watch her eat.
She eventually looses her nerve and gets up and puts the rest of her supper into my food dish.
It's been that way, since, well, since I moved in.
That's just how it works.
Lately, it's NOT been like that.
Ever since they started this diet.
Now, I stare, but she gets up and her bowl or plate is empty.
OK, so I follow her into the kitchen.
I know she is going to put some of what ever it is she ate, into my food dish.
Hello... food dish... I think your forgetting something.
But no.
She puts the left overs into the fridge.
Ummm... starving over here...
That's OK. I know that Tonya gots big plans for some seafood chowder.
Oh yea. Gonna have some soon.
Not sure how soon cause it's likely got a bizallion Weight Watcher points.
I bet, she is going to make it and invite her family over.
That means, I will not get any.
Of if I do, it will be mostly broth.
Hmmm... but the seafood chowder broth over my kibbles...
I'm drooling thinking about it.
Your blast from the past
Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog waiting for my cookie
Bye bye fur now
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