Such a little one still!

Max still curls up so small on his dog beds. And what momma could resist that face? He looks so much like his Rufnit Kennels parentage. I remembered being annoyed by cat hair but Maxie's hair somehow doesn't bother me. Yay for short haired dogs. Max is a snorer and he can be quite loud! I haven't been able to catch it on video "tape" yet but you, Dear Readers, will be the first to catch him snoring away!

A Beautiful Sunday

Nice and breezy, we spent that day on our ATV's and giving them a long overdue washing. Oh, and Max? We played with him a lot as well. He's growing up so fast - both P and I *usually) can manage him without the leash in familiar territory.

P began whistle training a few days ago and as would be expected from Wonderdog, he's taken to it beautifully.



A log pile on the far side of the property has become the new jungle gym! Long but so cute and funny!



And after some run and play, a drink from the hose is great!

No tell motel in Waynesboro

P and I traveled to Waynesboro TN with Max (of course) to look at a variety of properties and farms. Waynesboro only has two, um, overnight accommodations, and only one accepts pets. When we first drove by I said that I might consider sleeping in the truck as the majority of this 1950"s era motel has only 3-4 rooms that aren't rented by the week or month. However, we've stayed at sketchy fish camps when flyfishing and at the NRA Whittenton Center in New Mexico. I decided if it was clean with no bugs visible I could stay. After all, Max was staying...

I called the motel a little before we checked in to see if they had wifi so I could go over the properties we were to see. The woman who answered said "what's that?". I said "you know, internet access". She said "hole'on" and then yelled (without covering the phone) to the handyman and said "this lady wants to know somethin' about the internet". The handyman came to the phone and said while the motel did not, the business across the street did, but that he shut it down at midnight. Ah, ok, I'll be asleep by then. We had dinner and checked in. The business across the street with the unsecured wifi? The flea market. I kid you not. And it was FAST!

Max learns a new lesson!

P is working with Max on a new lesson - staying outside the kennel without running about. He responds to Paul but when I make a sound he goes crazy! It's a quiet night on my part!

Lobster Fun

Finally, here it is!

Am I a sucker or what?

Can you tell I love my dog?  I did have to ask P if it was alright for me to call Maxie my best friend rather than he.  He agreed.  A good man.

Now almost 5 months....

And boy is he coming into his own! He basically drags me around the land now! If we're not careful we can wind his way around our legs and we have to step lively from being tripped!

That said, he usually a real sweetheart - little barking of whining with the occasional fit of pique. I'll try to get a face close up as his markings are excellent!

I think I mentioned that the breed was almost extinct after WW1 and 2 after looking about pets vied with humans for food source., which is my understanding. A French man by the name of Michel Comte revived the breed in the 60's, 70's and 80's, much to my (and Paul's delight). There are just a few breeders in the US so we felt fortunate to get Max. The breeder we used was Rufnit Kennels and their level of professionalism is to be strongly commended. In fact I have been in touch with said Mr. Compte and plan to correspond and send photos as Max grows and develops. Such a small, small world!

The Jug Run

Max, despite having a plethora of indoor and outdoor toys, has discovered his favorite - an empty jug of vinegar with a few rocks in....