All sorts of bonds have been formed since you joined us in early February. What I thought was going to kill you-- Canon going after you-- is now actually fun to watch.
Caprice likes to get in on the fun, too!
Now I know you can defend yourself, and even that you can be the instigator. Poor Canon!
Thursday was nerve-wracking for your mama, and probably for you, too. You went to visit Lynne at Completely Gone to the Dogs for your first haircut. I wondered how you would do, because you let me do so little with your looks. Would you look like a poodle when she was done? Would she hurt your broken tail? What about those four dew claws? Would we lose our cute little boy to a well-groomed dog?
You were magnificent. Lynne said you did well and both she and Joanna thought you were a sweet boy. You looked great. Soft. Clean. Poodley, but still with your own identity. Cute as ever.
I'm so proud of you Max. It was your third week of obedience school. You're a good student and behave well at school! You know the word sit. Can stay for a short while, lay down with a reminder, walk with me on the leash and come. Good boy!