Maxi Feels At Home.

A member of the family, a member of the neighbourhood!

Maxi has been with us for almost two months now and I think that mostly he has accepted us as his new parents and our house as his. Who can tell how traumatized little dogs are when their owner goes away? Only one way to help...give them a nice and loving home.

The first few weeks he lay in  his cot or next to it between walks, not taking note of life around him but that has changed. He keeps his ear open for odd sounds outside such as a family walking past, another dog barking or a loud conversation underneath our window. When any of those happen, he adds his two cents by letting out a series of little barks, some friendly but others more to the point. His point being:

                     I live here and this is my house now. Beware!

When he first arrived we had that unfortunate incident where his teeth met my thumb and somehow that has grown into an urban legend. Everyone treats him with respect and distance afraid that he might also show them the sharpness of his teeth! Honestly, such a small thing and all he wants is to be friendly.

At least he gets greeted by name and he loves it. One of his favourite is the little girl next door but we all are ultra cautious and won't let her get too close to him just in case...She would love nothing more than to cuddle him. Often she shouts from the balcony as we walk past;

        Hallo Maxi. Tschüß Maxi.

We have settled into a nice family routine and I almost have his bathroom schedule under control. If only he would talk more! And if only he didn't have those stubborn streaks...when he doesn't want to go any further or in a certain direction, he stops. All four paws glued to the ground and the only way I can move him is by picking him up. Makes me wonder if he stops in order to be picked up by me in the first place.  If only he weren't so heavy I would gladly carry him  about everywhere. So happy that he has settled in and likes being with us...

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