Max the Adventuring Wonder-Dog
As much as I love the RV life, no one loves it as much as Max. Sure, his home is smaller, but the WALKS man, the walks. He loves nothing more than hiking and running around outside like a lunatic, splashing through puddles and streams and finding disgusting things to put in his mouth. His excitement about being outside is totally contagious. I live vicariously through Max. He looks up at me like “OMGOMGOMG DID YOU SEE THAT LIZARD” and I’m like YEAH MAX! It was AWESOME!
I like to take pictures of Max. Let’s not kid ourselves, he is incredibly handsome. The camera loves Max. Let me show you.
Just look at that face. Longing to be outside. I know the feeling.
Like me, Max enjoys climbing to the top of stuff.
And seeing the sights from the glory of the summit.
He likes to gaze majestically into the distance.
He’s probably just scanning for rabbits, but he sure knows how to pose.
Max also enjoys the beach as much as any living being ever could.
Splashing in the water, finding weird sea creatures. It’s all beautiful to Max.
Sometimes Max gets into trouble. He has a penchant for finding both poop and dead animals. He once rolled in a giant cow pie. I think it was the most fun he’s ever had. My screams could be heard for miles. Followed by laughter and photographs.
He also dug through a firepit looking for scraps and got covered in soot.
Anything for chicken scraps.
When Max is not out exploring, his hobbies include:
Letting the sun shine on his genitals.
Being my driving buddy:
When we drive he sits in the passenger seat and stares at me for about 30 seconds until he falls asleep.
He really likes to sleep.
He also likes to hang out with his friends, like Mica, who unfortunately lives in Chicago and does not get visited frequently enough.
And let’s not forget, Max has a sensitive side. He’s really just a cuddle bug. Which is fine so long as he’s not covered in poop.
Keep it real, Max.