Max and his friend Axel (right) do their usual pre-play dance. I shit you not, this can take ten minutes. Max prefers to stalk so slowly that you have to look away and back again to see that he moved. Axel will stay perfectly still and then scoot forward on his belly one foot at a time whenever Max blinks.
In other news, Max turned one
day year old yesterday! We gave him a frozen marrow bone and an extra-long run in the local off-leash park (not in that order). How was your day?