Max the Dog Diplomat

I am Max, a miniature schnauzer. I lived from November 1999 to September 2008. I enriched the lives of many people with laughter and compassion and was happy to do so. As a dog, it came naturally.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

What to make of this?


I am not sure what her purpose is. I can see that she takes up a lot of time even though she is very small. All I know is that I am not being pampered as I used to be. Sometimes when she is quiet and in a box that rocks, I am scooped up for some pampering time. Otherwise there does not seem to be much order or predictability at home anymore. I recall something strange too. Several times Alpha (mommy) picked me up and put me in her lap. She cried and apologized to me for neglecting me. However, things are settling down and I am finding myself in her lap again more often and she is not crying anymore either.

Something Came


A couple of months ago she deflated and this arrived at home. Perplexing but she smells familiar. I suprised the humans by not barking at her. That is because she doesn't smell like an intruder or something foreign. I think I have been smelling her for some months before she arrived. Maybe she was inside that protruding belly?