Good morning world.
Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.
Sunday, when Tonya and the Big Guy went outside, the Big Guy seen this beach ball was behind a tree.
There is a pretty big thorn bush behind the tree.
Not sure what sort of bush it is.
It doesn't seem to have flowers.
But certainly does have thorns.
This beach ball must of missed all those thorns.
Obviously so, as it wasn't deflated.
It was windy out.
Not sure where it came from.
But unless someone comes forward, we are going to keep it for now.
If it blows away, then we were not meant to have it.
If someone posts on Facebook that they lost a beach ball, they can have it back.
But it does seem to be new.
My humans were feeling a bit under the weather yesterday.
The Big Guy thinks it was the croutons they put in their Ceasar Salad.
He said, they tasted "off".
In other words, moldy.
Both my humans had the runs.
But Tonya a lot worst than the Big Guy.
Your blast from the past
Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog laying quietly
Bye bye fur now
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