Max is extremely sensitive. When I yell "No" and clap my hands (and that's usually when he tries to claw a chair or stalking Speckles), he goes into a crouching position then runs away and hides, but not for too long. A few minutes later he'll come out and rub up against me as if to apologize.
I've never had to yell at Specks. She's such a good girl.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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