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| This is the day Max came to live with us. He's really not grumpy. |
Our lives have been so busy and crazy, I haven't had the energy to post ... but here I am because little Max deserves the attention, too.
Two weeks after we got Emma, little Max came to live with us. His name is actually Max Chumlee. Yes, Jordie approves of the Chumlee part.
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| He's never had trouble relaxing. |
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| Picture pose. |
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| He's hilarious, really. |
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| Max and Emma surveying their domain. |
Anyway, Max is just about the sweetest thing ever. It took me two seconds to fall in love with that little face. Together, Max and Emma are perfect. They play and play and play and play ... and sleep. And then it starts all over again.
Indy is coming along. He's glad they bug each other more than they bug him. He's somewhat of a grumpy old man, though. As a result, Dorsey and I do everything we can to shield him and to pay special attention to him. Indy gets his own walks, and he gets to sleep with us. The little ones don't.
And, Indy is finally being more playful with them. I think the situation will be about perfect when the babies are less rambunctious.
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| One thing is absolutely certain. The puppies love Indy. Max sleeps cuddled next to him as much as possible. Emma is nose to nose with him. |
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| Dorsey is in dog heaven. |
For now, we are super busy tending to our circus and our monkeys. It's a wild ride!
