16/Sep/16 Blog Post # 100

16/Sep/16 Blog Post # 100

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

So it's been 100 times that I have sat here to describe what I did the day before.  I am hoping that I will be able to continue this for a few more thousand times.  So far, haven't missed one day.

Last night, the Big Guy went to Sydney, without me. He went to Fabricville.  He needed 3 pieces of Fun Fur.  One black, one white and one tan.  Fun Fur is about 5 feet wide.  The least amount he could buy is 8 inches.  He was happy it didn't cost that much.  But to be honest, he is going to need 4 strips about 2 inches wide by about 4 inches long and then 2 pieces about 2 x 2 inches.

This will be the fur to make my "legs".

Jason has a new Drone and wants to create legs that will be in the view of the camera.  Then when he is flying around, my legs will be in the camera shot.

The Big Guy tried to get some camera shots of the camera up to my chest.  Here is the results...

So he figured, just get shots facing towards me

With these shots, they are hoping to create the legs and then make sure that they are not too heavy for the drone.

Now the next step is for the Big Guy to get some action shots of me.  Jumping up, jumping down, running, ears flapping in the wind.  He really wants to attach his camera to his windshield, facing up.  Then stick me up through the sunroof and drive around a bit.  This will simulate me looking around with the wind in my face.

I know that this Blog isn't as funny as my last ones were.  Sorry, but I can't be a comedian EVERY day.

Bye bye for now

15/Sep/16 taking pictures of my hole

15/Sep/16 taking pictures of my hole

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Remember the Big Guy was talking about the hole I have dug in the back yard...

Like any artist, 

I didn't want anyone to look at my hole

The Big Guy stuck his tape into my hole

Here I am trying to bite his tape

while it's in my hole

My hole is pretty big

OK, you can look at my hole, 

but I am going to keep my paw in my hole

Gawd, so many pictures of my hole

My hole doesn't have any grass growing around it

Another picture to prove how big my hole is

You only love me for my hole

OK, so enough dirty puns.

Tonya went for a walk with me before she went to pick up the Big Guy.  She said that walking me is getting tough some times as I tend to pull a lot now.

Tonya gets pretty jealous when she drives me around, or walks me.  People call out to ME, and don't say "Hi" to her.  Did you see the other picture that Caroline Cox posted on Facebook?  I was in the back seat of the car waiting for the Big Guy to come out.  She was having a bad day until she patted me and took my picture.  Yes, it was my good side too.

We sat out on the front deck to do some people watching last night.  I got to see Meghan and her kids.  There was another lady, don't know her name, but it's Krystal Denny's sister, along with her child.  They didn't come too close as I am getting bigger each day, and I have LOTS of puppy energy.  

Today, people will be putting their garbage out early.  SMELL TIME!!!  Going to be fun going for my walk tonight.

Bye bye for now.

14/Sep/16 the dishwasher incident

14/Sep/16 the dishwasher incident

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Although you can't see it between my front paws, I have a dental stick.  It keeps my teeth clean.  At least that is what the package says.  I really don't care about that, I just know that they taste good.

My non-furry Memere said that she wants to come for a visit.  I am pretty happy about that.

Opps, I hit the "publish" button too soon.  So if you are reading my blog just now, it will look like it isn't finished.  Sorry, I have a wee bit more to write.

Computers can be so troublesome for my big paws.  The letters are so small.  Good thing there is auto correct.

So last night, I didn't do my impression of the Six Million Dollar Man jumping and landing.  I know some of you will not know what that program is.  Pfft...  youngsters... That meant that I wasn't jumping up on the bed.

I did however have some excitement in the kitchen.  Tonya was trying to put some stuff in the dishwasher.  I was amazed at the smells in there.  So I stuck my nose right in there.  Did you know there was plates and dishes that still had food on them?

I decided right then and there.  I am going to help.

Yup, that's me, Mister Helpful Doggie.

So with my nose already reaching in to the dirty dishes, I stuck out my powerful tongue and started licking the dishes.

Right about then is when it went bad.  

My collar got hooked on the dish rack that is in the dishwasher.  Did you know a dish rack in a dish washer is heavy?  Did you know that a dish rack, in the dishwasher, that is FULL of dishes is even heavier?

IT IS  A TRAP!

I put'er in 4 paw drive, threw it in reverse and stomped on the gas.

Tonya got upset and started yelling.  That gave me a BURST of PUPPY POWER! (Say that last bit with an echo, sounds pretty cool eh?)

The dish rack EJECTED from the dishwasher.  

The noise when it hit the floor!

Now I am scared.  I NEED to get away!  RIGHT NOW!  

But the dish rack is still attached to my collar.  I am doing this herky jerky backwards movement, but each time I jerk, the noise of the flatware landing on the ceramic tiles is deafening.  I am so effin scared.

Tonya's yelling.  The Big Guy appears out of no where.  Hands are extending towards me.

I am going to tell you this and I am not ashamed.

I almost passed out from fright.  

There I said it.  I am not as brave as many of you may have thought.

Finally the dish rack let go of my collar.  

I needed to get AWAY.  But a hand is in my collar.  It's the Big Guy.  He doesn't understand, I don't want to go TOWARDS the dishwasher.

Turns out, he only wanted to put me in the kennel so they could clean up the mess that was created and to get to the kennel means you have to go past the dishwasher.

Tonya eventually let me out.  I am not so motivated to be Mister Helpful Puppy again.

But I did have some play time on the deck.  Here is the video.

Did you like today's video?  If yes, please subscribe.  The Big Guy is struggling to get 100 subscribers.  At least give him a "Thumbs Up".  I know he will like that a lot.

Bye bye for now.

13/Sep/16 got my seat belt harness on

13/Sep/16 got my seat belt harness on

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

I learned a new trick, all by myself and I decided to show the Big Guy and Tonya at 3:45 this morning.

First I "woofed".  That stands for "one". (This woke them up)

Second I "barked".  That stands for "two". (This got their attention)

Then there is a scramble of feet, I didn't even make it to "three".  I kicked 'er into 4 paw drive and stopped on the gas.

I ran from the bedroom window and cleared the foot board on the bed as I sailed through the air and landed in bed between the both of them.

TA DA!

I was so excited!  

It worked!

I decided to share my excitement by barking and nipping.

WELL!

That woke them right up!

The Big Guy is pulling on my collar one way and Tonya is pulling on my hind quarters in the other direction.  Both were trying to pull me off the bed.  Helloooo... like communication here, eh.  I'm not an accordion.

Then, after I was pulled down off the bed, they RUDELY shut the bedroom door on me.

Do you think they appreciated my new trick?  I'm gonna say, no.

You just wait...  I going to dig another hole in the back yard to celebrate this victory.  The Big Guy hasn't taken a photo of my efforts just yet.

Some doggies do a victory dance.  I dig holes.  My current hole I dug would cripple a cow if it were to step in it.  Good thing they don't have a cow.

Bye bye for now