Here in Northern Minnesota almost all of the snow has melted! Happiness is found in the warmth of the last day of hunting season, and with that the end of our dog Max's psychosis. Max the dog, that is.
Yes everyone, we did get another dog. Many of you remember the heartache we felt at the loss of Hank, the rescue Saint Bernard. We went ahead and got Max a couple weeks after that, due to a major skunk infestation. I was super nervous about getting another dog right away and I was quite frankly not ready. One day I was online and some people had been tagging me in a photo on a local sell and swap site, so I went ahead and took a peek. It was a picture of a young adult male Newfoundland/Black Lab mix. I pondered on it and decided to write the owner and request his story.
Max had been put up for adoption in April 2012, after losing his 4 year old little boy to a house fire in a neighboring town. He had only been a pup at the time and that June her family had decided to adopt him. Things had gone really well over the Summer, but once Fall had hit and her teenage boys had gone back to school as well as extra-curriculars, Max had begun to struggle. He was lonely.
I fell hook, line and sinker.
Within two hours the owners brought him to our farm and we all started getting to know each other. Max loves the kitties and sleeps with them and bathes them. He loves the chickens and will wrangle them back into their fence. He loves checking on the pigs and is obsessed with eating their milk replacer.
Most of all, he loves the kids!!!! When he see's Gage, his intelligent eyes light right up! He could play for hours much like a puppy, but his extremely gentle with him. He loves to lick Bo's whole face and tries to climb up in his carseat with him. The sweetest is how he is with Cote. One day I sat Cote on the ground to see how Max would react, and he dropped down to his belly and crawled over to lay his big head in her lap.
He knew.
Everything has gone really well here until this hunting season. That is when poor Max lost all sense of control. We have struggled to rein his excitement over all things blaze orange. Big deal, right? Yeah, if we weren't completely surrounded by hunting cabins. Max has spent his days chasing hunters, barking at cars and 4-wheelers and ultimately spending his day-times visiting the pigs in the barn. No one is more excited than me right now that hunting season is yet again a year away. We have now decided we are going to have to get the in-ground fencing for next year.
I do not have pics to post today because I have not actually taken any. A part of me I think has been worried that I fell too hard last time and that I will jinx it with Max this time. I think it has been long enough though, so I feel a photoshoot coming on for this Thanksgiving weekend!
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