 My 7 Pound Protector
We live in an apartment building, so there's plenty of coming and going that Max can hear. He usually barks for a few minutes and that's it. A couple of days ago, someone who accepts my packages for me hung yet another eBay package on my doorknob. It was late and she didn't want to ring the bell. Well - Max went into watchdog mode, all 7 pounds of him, running to the door and barking, checking out the whole house, for a good 15 minutes. In the middle of all of this watchdog macho activity, he ran over to me and gave me his yellow squeeky duck. He then continued his watchdog activities, running around and barking. After a while, I guess he was satisfied, decided not to declare war and laid down to recover, leaving me sitting there with my duck. I was laughing so hard at him. I think he might have given me the duck either as protection, to comfort me, or to use as a weapon.
I've never had such a fun pet in my life! He's like his own little TV show.
Judy |