Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
When we get home from our walk, I just want to lay down.
With the Big Guy, it's not too bad.
He doesn't want to go fast to start with.
He lets me stop and I sniff stuff.
He doesn't mind too much as he is still a big man and he likes to be able to catch his breath.
Tonya wants to walk faster.
I try to keep up.
When we got home I laid down in the driveway.
When 155 pound Bernese Mountain Dog lays down, good luck getting him to move.
She tried pulling on my leash a few times.
Knock yourself out.
I am resting.
More coaching.
Nope.
Resting.
More leach pulling.
Nope.
Resting.
OK, I'm ready.
I went to the steps.
I looked up the steps.
Mount Everest.
What the...
She is pushing my ass towards the stairs.
Guess I better put one paw in front of the other.
When we got in the house, I went and laid down.
I just ran a double marathon.
Your blast from the past
Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog enjoying a popsicle
Bye bye fur now
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