Drink Rum: The Big One

Today is Max's birthday. He's the big oh-n-ee. He's grown alot in his first year on Earth. As you can see from below he went from a 12lb puff ball to a 60lb brick. He spent his first few months biting me as hard as he could, now he only bites softly if at all. He play drive is still as strong as ever and he will pounce on anything that moves. He still loves to eat grass, bugs, gravel, more grass, and often dirt.

He's learned how to open the door to the deck if I don't latch it. In true "Max" form, he just rams into it. He's turned into quite a brute... he's not as fast as either Jack or Eva, but he's twice as dense. He's known for getting up a head of steam and ramming into the other dogs with his shoulder. Yesterday he reminded me of the bull in those old Bugs Bunny cartoons where the bull would come running up and launch Bugs into the air by butting into him. Jack and Eva were wrestling and Max felt left out to he charged from across the yard at full speed and rammed into both of them... sending Eva sailing and leaving Jack to wonder what'd just hit him.

He's still a sweetie too. His favorite things are licking my eye (I know, odd, but he digs it) and sleeping with his head on my leg.