A Weekend at Maxwell's House

This is Max. Max is my friend Christian's dog, and he's about the cutest thing since... well, since my cat, Frankie. (Hey, I'm a cat person, I can't help it.) I spent the weekend over at Max's hanging out, feeding him popcorn and pita bread and chicken pot pie. (Dudes, he begs. With the cutest little face. I couldn't help myself, I had to give him food. The good news is, his people give him table food, too - so hopefully I didn't do irreparable damage with the pot pie crust.) While his people were at Lake Powell, Maxie and I went swimming in our private pool (okay, I went swimming while he ran frantically up and down the side of the pool, looking at me like I was gonna drown and should get out of the water, already), we played tug-o-war with the sock/bandanna thingie and pseudo-fetch with the tennis ball. We watched a load of movies (Dan In Real Life, I Am Legend, National Treasure II - and a bunch of trashy tv ala Lifetime: Television for Women), and when I wasn't luring him back into the house with a bag of chips, I was reading (finished one and a half books!), usually in the hammock. All in all, I'm gonna have to say... that was a sweet weekend! Love you, Max! :)