20/Jun/19 were you trying to leave without me

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Yesterday, I noticed that Tonya had put some stuff on the stove.

Now, about 30 minutes later, they have having, what I was sure was hot dogs.

But I thought that hot dogs only came from this...

Or even this...

But instead, yesterday, they came from this...

Hot dogs are very versatile.

Some people have said that if they knew where hot dogs came from, they would never eat them again.

Really, the BBQ or the stove are BAD places?

You people should really get your facts straight.

Hot dogs are wonderful.

Humans are weird.

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19/Jun/19 I can hear you sneaking up on me

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

I just realized.  This is post number 1111.  That certainly is a lot of posts.  Every day, you my constant readers have been following me and my words.  Thank you!

So it's back to that time of year, where the humans love the heat, but I suffer though it.  They should wear a fur coat all the time, then they wouldn't be so cold all the time.  Oh and a black fur coat at that.

Did I tell you about the hot dog maker?

The other day, when Tonya was at work, she was SURE she could smell someone was having a hot dog.  So now that she got a craving, she wants to have BBQed hot dogs for when she gets home.

The Big Guy was always game to have hot dogs.

When they get home, the Big Guy goes out and fires up the BBQ.

As they are cooking their hot dogs, the flames goes out on the BBQ.  

Shit.

Out of propane.

But the Big Guy is always prepared for this kind of stuff.

He gets the spare tank, hooks it up and they got flames again.

As Tonya and the Big Guy were having their hot dogs with those little breads that they use, I'm at my food dish having cut up hot dogs.  Of course the smell and the sauce got on my kibbles.  So I ate them up too.  

nom nom nom

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18/Jun/19 you say you got a treat for me

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Last night, as with every night, when Tonya and the Big Guy get home, I greet them at the door.  I'm just so excited to see them.

Remember the post where the Big Guy only opened the door a little bit?  I tried to muscle my way out the door, but because the door was only open a little bit, my shoulders would slam the door shut.  Then he would open the door, just enough for me to get my nose out the door, I could see them, but then, my shoulder wouldn't fit and I would slam the door shut again.

He must have done that about 6 times before Tonya got mad at him and made him stop.

Well, last night, the door opened enough for me to get the tip of my nose out the door, but then, suddenly, there is this treat being held to my nose.

OMG

I grabbed the treat with my teeth and took off.

I can greet those two after I've had my treat.

I ran to the living room to have my treat.

WAIT

Did they just fool me so that they could get in the door without me greeting them?

So I ran into the kitchen.  But they were already getting their jackets off and putting stuff on the counter.

Hmmm...

There is a treat in the living room.  I better go get it.

Anyways, we went outside and I enjoyed my chewie bone treat thingy that they got me.

It was a nice surprise to have that treat shoved into my mouth.  I didn't expect that at all.

We didn't last too long outside.  It was cold for my humans.

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17/Jun/19 let me smell you breath, have you been eating hot dogs

Good morning Cape Breton.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home.

Something that the Big Guy figured out this morning...  you can make minute rice in the microwave.

Yesterday he bought some shake-n-bake for the chicken he put out.  It was BBQ flavour.  Like a glaze.  It smelled so wonderful.

I could hardly believe it.

I sat by Tonya.

I turned on the drool factory.

I stared at Tonya.

I got close to Tonya so that my mussel was on her legs.

I made sure to drool on her leg.

NOTHING worked.

She didn't give me any of her chicken.

I must be loosing my touch.

I didn't both with the Big Guy.  He would just stare back at me and put food in his mouth and then blow the smells towards me.

Asshole

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