I laughed the other morning when Max jumped on the back of the couch to get closer to Thomas' plate. Then, as if to make sure Thomas saw him, he put his paw on Thomas' arm.
Of course, when Thomas moved places, Max jumped to follow.
One day last week, Joyce brought us homemade brownies. She walked in and set them on the family room wall and then went in my bedroom to check on me. Hayden left the bedroom to go get something, and we hear Hayden scream, Mmmaaaaaxxxxx!!! Thomas runs and I about fly out of bed. Hayden found Max up on the wall devouring chocolate brownies. Hayden was panicked that Max would die. That little stinker had jumped onto the chair and then the wall. Luckily, he didn't get sick.
He can jump/climb on anything. Last week he spent hours trying to figure out how to open the door to the backyard. As little as he is, all six pounds of him, is determined as can be. He jumped and then would run and try to jump again. He can reach the door handle but can't get it.
He has turned our world upside down. We are totally and completely in love with Max. He is rotten.
Tonight, when Thomas go up for a minute, Max climbed out from under the blanket and jumped on top of Thomas' pillows. He is the Prince! He likes to be comfy. He completes our family.
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