8/Sep/20 who is that knocking on the back door

 

Good morning world.

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

Yesterday, we got a surprise visit.

Floyd, Mylynne and Aurora came for a visit.

Aurora didn't come after me this time.  I laid down where I could see her.  I don't trust her that much.  Her little arms dart about quickly.  She also pulls at my fur.

Talking of fur.

I get what Tonya and the Big Guy call, ear rings.  It's clumped up fur that gets all tangled behind my ears.

They wanted to cut out my ear rings.

They have battery operated clippers to do just that.  It vibrates and obviously cuts my fur.

I don't trust it.

Then again, any human parent knows this from when they have taken their child, typically their male child to get their first hair cut.

When the Big Guy was younger, his father would cut his hair.

The Big Guy's father would warn him, "If you move, I will cut your fucking ear off".

You can bet the Big Guy, well, Little Guy, didn't move.

Myself, I had no inclination to have my ear rings cut out.  I moved a lot.  But damn it, the Big Guy, well, he's big and he's strong.  He held me in place while he cut out my ear rings.

I went to hide from him after that.

I didn't want the same hair cut that he did to his previous dog, Sebastian.

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7/Sep/20 I'm always finding creative ways to wake her up

 

Good morning world.

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

So the Big Guy is working from home.  This means he is up well before I'm up.

This morning was really no different from any other day.  Big Guy gets up at 4:00 and puts the coffee on.  He goes to work at 4:45.  I follow him upstairs.  As he has been moving around and it wakes me up.

But by then, it's too late to put me outside.

Now, I'm in the spare room where he "works".

I got up and farted.  I need to go outside.

He wasn't all that impressed as his next break isn't for another hour.

Yesterday, Tonya was napping.  I creeped into the room.

Normally I would stare at her and then use one of my large paws to let her know that I'm in the bed with her.

Yesterday, I noticed that Tonya was sleeping on her back with her mouth open.

I sniffed the air as she was snoring.

I decided that I would lick her teeth.

GEESH!!!

The screams and arms pinwheeling...

I've seen humans putting their tongues in each other's mouth.  they call it French Kissing.  Why it so bad when I do it?

Weirdos

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Max our Bernese Mountain Dog and Tonya on the couch

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6/Sep/20 what is the scoop with the big box at the back door

 

Good morning world.

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

Tonya goes into these draws to win stuff from this lady that lives down the street from us.  She is raising money for this child.

Her latest win is this huge "statue" thingy for Halloween.  She has also put in to win this skeleton that is in a rocking chair.  Again, it's for Halloween.

Tonya would have the house decorated a lot more, but it takes a lot to put the stuff out.  Then, during October, we do seem to get a lot of wind storms.  It's havoc on the outside decorations.

Tonya even wants the car decorated.  Which is always fun, as people have often said that the car looks like a hearse to start with.

The Big Guy has been getting up way early lately.  He tries to put me outside to do my "business", but I rather enjoy being outside this time of day.  There is hardly any breeze.  There is very little noise.  You can hear the dew falling off the metal roof.  It's just so tranquil.

That is till later in the day and people start driving around with their loud cars.

The Big Guy is looking forward to the day when it's mostly electric cars.  People with gas powered cars...  will they be looked down upon with disdain as they are polluting the air?  There is a lot of gas powered cars that are relatively quiet.  Some, they have what the Big Guy calls Fart Can mufflers.  He especially dislikes those cars.

Big trucks, they are diesel powered.  Now, the Big Guy has been watching YouTube videos and it would seem that at some time, there will be battery powered big trucks.  

Also, it would seem, we are on the verge of self driving vehicles.  When that happens, will you really need to own your own car?  You would just call up a service and the car would appear at your front door, ready to take you where ever.  For the amount of driving that the Big Guy does, he wonders if it would be cheaper when that happens.  Own your car, or rent one, like a taxi service.  I guess that will be a problem for the future.

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Max our Bernese Mountain Dog doing the tail flick

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5/Sep/20 the dog days of Summer have visited in September

 

Good morning world.

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

The humidex was at 31 C yesterday.  Also, it's supposed to rain all day today.  Talk about miserable.  

There are those people that want to get their last camping trip in before the end of Summer.  Well they can have it.

Now, I'm sure it would be different if they owned an RV.  That's about the only way that the Big Guy would go camping now.

When the Big Guy was younger, himself and his father would go camping.  They had a plastic tarp that they bring.

Their bed was tree boughs.  Sometimes there was lumps.  You just dealt with it.  They would fish to be able to have something for supper.  They weren't dumb, they also brought canned goods with them.

There was one trip, they caught a bunch of fish and left the fish on a chain, in the river and they were going to have fish for breakfast.  When they got up, it was only the heads left.  Something in the night, ate their fish.

So, even though the Big Guy has knowledge about sleeping out in the woods, it isn't something that he would do now.

Now, he says, if he goes camping, he would do that in a RV.

That would be his form of "roughing it".

Yea, I bet that would be really tough.

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Max our Bernese Mountain Dog in the Wing Chair

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