Well, since it IS his birthday, I will refrain from calling him my nemesis. That's right. Maximus turned one yesterday. Lucky for us, he will still be in his puppy stage for another year because of his "giant breed-ness".
One of my former students who I now consider my friend (tells you how old I'm getting) bought Maximus's sister (Cabo). So, we had a birthday party for them. Well, we grilled out, let the dogs play, and sat around while the girls complained about the dogs and the boys said how cool they are.
My student's husband HATES how much bigger Maximus is than their dog. I offered to trade so I could have something smaller, but my husband just glared at me. Oops. This is about the extent of the photo shoot. Blurry pictures, one dog leaving the shot, and Maximus staring with a mad, crazy, wild look in his eyes because he was so hyper!
Well, I'm off to mop up all the drool and splattered slobber on my walls and furniture. Oh, and I'm gonna have to shovel up the dog hair. I'll try to come back later for a more "fun" post.