It’s A Dogs Life
I don’t mention much about my personal shit on this blog because…well….I don’t think everyone needs to know about my personal shit.
I am going to make an exception in this case to introduce you to Maxwell Bang Bang Silver Hammer, (We call him Max).
I tell people he is a retired cougar hunter but actually he is just a well fed beagle. My wife did a number on him but we love the guy all the same.
Five years old and cranky as ever.
Spoiled Assed Dog!
3 thoughts on “It’s A Dogs Life”
Awwww….you are a dog lover too. I have a 100 lb Rottie that sleeps with me…and her new little sister is a Yorkie LOL.
Does your dog have problems with thunder? My vicious (lol) Rottie has to be fed over the counter sleeping pills with peanut butter and jelly sandwich so she won’t try to sleep on my chest.
P.S. Delilah (her name) is the best psychiatrist I have ever had to hear all of my stupid woes LOL. God gave us dogs so we’d have a lifetime loyal friend.
Freaks the hell out over thunder. Has three of his own beds in the house and still ends up in our bed. I have NO choice in this, the little doves dog ya know.
Chuckling…Yes, I do totally understand.