 Max is my assistant
I'm doing little handywoman jobs around the house and Max has appointed himself my personal assistant.
He's following me from job to job inspecting every single thing I'm touching, smelling it, and checking it out for safety. He also wants to hold the flashlight for me, but would rather not hammer. Oh, and he's cleaning up.
Translation: I have to keep pushing his little nose out of the way because I can't see what I'm doing and I don't think eating speaker wire is such a great idea for him. He cannot understand why I won't just give him the flashlight, which he seems to think is his and his new favorite toy. He also licked something? off the bottom of the dresser leg Yuck! |