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Originally Posted by AllDogBoots  I do see a resemblance! So cute!
I always compare Max to Animal. It's not because of how he looks, but it's how he acts like a crazy Animal  |
Oh I had a crazy Max once too! It must be the name.
My Max was a westie that rescue sent me for rehabilitation and deprogramming. He was aggressive and was on the kill list because he'd bitten several people to the point of drawing blood.
Turns out, he wasn't that aggressive, just misunderstood. There were rules with him.
* You couldn't open the door unless he was locked up. Ok, I put a crate by the door and trained him "Go to your house!". Problem solved.
* You couldn't walk into the house with a straw hanging out of a cup. Don't ask me. He just hated straws. He'd attack you, take your straw and hide it somewhere. When I moved, I probably found 50 straws in various areas of the house. So no straws. Ok. easy done.
* You couldn't kiss anything. Kissing my kids goodnight would warrant a growl. Kissing yourself gets you teeth. Kissing Max gets you plastic surgery. He was my solution for a makeover that insurance would pay for. No kissing.
I loved him. He was so funny once you figured him out. We affectionately referred to him as Max-hole during those moments. I kept him until he died at the age of 15.