However, after one week, his cute floppy ears, silly looking under bite and his need to cuddle 24/7, won me over. He loves to be outside, and when he runs around in a grassy fields, it looks like some cute commercial for dog treats or toilet paper. He's super soft, sneezes when he's excited, loves to be groomed and the smartest little dog ever. Did I mention he never barks and is extremely obedient!? I just love my Max.
One thing he has been teaching me is patience. I'm not very patient. If I tell you once, I hope you heard it. If I tell you twice, that's okay, I'll repeat it. If I have to tell you a third time, I'll probably go bat shit crazy and lose my cool. So Max, as obedient as he is, still has a tendency to do things on his own time. I noticed my initial reaction was to always rush him. If you know me well, you now that I use every minute of my time in the most efficient way feasible. With Max, this is impossible, especially when we are out walking and he has to smell all 500 grassy patches we walk by. It's like stopping every 10 steps, to sniff out an area for approximately 30 seconds, until I finally give him a small tug, and he uses all his might to stay there to sniff it out more. GAH! Or when he has to go poo. JUST POOP ALREADY! But no, Max tells me to enjoy outside, get some fresh air, and let him do his business on his own time. I mean, who wants to be rushed to go poop? This comes back to me being selfish, wanting it all on MY time and always being in control. Is it bad to say that maybe having a dog might be a good precursor to a boyfriend/husband or a baby? Just saying.
Some pictures and two videos after he pees. Most dogs bury their pee, but Max tears up the earth, sometimes missing his spot by 3-4 feet. It cracks me up every time.
|Groomed and looking good!|
|Sometimes when he lays down, he leaves his leg up.... so funny!|
I wish this video didn't have my gym card covering it... woops!