14/Sep/22 is no chocolate a hard rule

 

Good morning world.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.

Tonya really loves chocolate.

But...

Anything that she eats...

I want.

Did you know, in the wild, momma bear will demonstrate to her cubs, what is safe to eat, but eating stuff in front of them.

The cubs will emulate momma bear.

Then, they know what is safe to eat.

Now...  I bet you are asking...  did I get any chocolate?

Of course I did.

Tonya can't stand the fact that I stare at her while she is eating.

Was I supposed to have chocolate?

Everyone knows, no chocolate for dogs.

Let us review what Google has to say.

Yes, chocolate is toxic to dogs. While rarely fatal, chocolate ingestion can result in significant illness. Chocolate is toxic because it contains a chemical called theobromine, as well as caffeine. Theobromine is the main toxin in chocolate and is very similar to caffeine.

Well, there you have it.

Tonya says, a little bit will not hurt me.

The trots I get says otherwise.

Your blast from the past

Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog enjoys Tonya's Big Mac & Fries

Bye bye fur now

13/Sep/22 fans make a lot of noise

 

Good morning world.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.

To be fair, fans do move the air around the house.

But, they also make noise.

This means the TV has to be a little louder for the Big Guy to hear it.

It also means that I can't hear dog collars jingle as they are being walked down the street.

It also means, it is harder for Tonya to hear the Big Guy moving around the house.

She says that he is very light on his feet.

There has been more than once, she has screamed as the Big Guy is suddenly there.

Of course the Big Guy doesn't think he is being stealthy.

As the seasons change, it means the fans no longer has to be on.

That means less ambient noise.

This should also mean that Tonya will hear the Big Guy as he moves around the house.

I know I hear him.

But I also have my ear to the ground.

Honestly, it's right there.

On the floor.

I can't help but hear him as he is moving around the house.

I don't think he is that stealthy.

But what do I know.

Your blast from the past

Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog laying quietly

Bye bye fur now

12/Sep/22 I shall watch you eat

 

Good morning world.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.

Yesterday the Grandkids come for a visit.

I was laying on the floor and Little Floyd stepped on my tail.

Good thing he doesn't weigh that much.

But he also fed me some of the Gummy Bears that the Big Guy had on the kitchen table.

He was able to climb up and get the container.

But he isn't strong enough to open the container.

The Big Guy has been meaning to throw out the Gummy Bears.

They are over a month old.

Mylynne also put some chips in the Gummy Bear container.

Little Floyd fed those to me as well.

I was doing great.

I was being super gentle.

Then, they had some popsicles.

I got to eat some of Tonya's popsicle.

That was it...

Too much sugar...

My stomach revolted...

Tonya had a mess to clean up.

Your blast from the past

Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog being fed by the grandchildren

Bye bye fur now

11/Sep/22 I am not a blanket

 

Good morning world.

Maximus Handsomius here from my forever home, in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada.

Yesterday, the Big Guy did not turn on the air conditioner 

So the cold room.  Wasn't.

It was cool in the house, but that was due to the windows around the house being left open.

I was downstairs for the night, spending it on the cool floor that is at the back mud room.

As Tonya was getting up for a pee, she thought she seen me on the bedroom floor.

She almost stepped on me.

When she came back into the bedroom, she reached down to tell me that I was a good boy.

She didn't hear my tail thumping on the floor.

She touched something that was soft.

But it wasn't me.

It was a knitted afghan that had fallen off the bed.

She thought she was talking to me, but I was downstairs.

She thought the blanket that had fallen on the floor, was me.

She was telling the blanket what a good boy I was.

She really doesn't have good night vision.

Tonya bought some corn out at Hanks Farm the other day.

I got to have some of her corn.

It was delicious.

Now, you know I'm going to have corn in my poop.

Corn is weird like that.

Your blast from the past

Your daily video - Max our Bernese Mountain Dog waiting for my cookie

Bye bye fur now