Poor Max
So I couldn’t resist sharing this quick like story about Max. Jared got home from work today around 5:00 and said he could hear what sounded like Max…crying. He was concerned that Max wasn’t there sitting at the door like he usually is. So he started down the stairs to the basement and heard the little cries again. He checked under the stairs (sometimes Max likes to hide down there). Needless to say…no Max there. No Max behind the dryer. No Max in the drums. No Max near his litter box. Then…Jared saw something. Low and behold….a set of sheets in a laundry basket started to move and cry. Jared moved the sheets a bit…and there was our little Maxwell…completely tagled up in a set of sheets, waiting to get washed. We’re not quite sure how long he’d been there….we didn’t go home for lunch today. The poor little guy must have curled up for a nap…only to awaken to the snarls of a set of sheets. Anyway…he’s doing just fine now…and we had the laugh from event. In fact, Max is sitting on my lap right now…and I’m pretty sure he wants to say something….
Max says….
“gdhjvfjfhjfhgddgjmdkkdxjdxshhhhdvfhnjmvm”
I’m not quite sure what that means…but I’m sure it’s something special.
Goodnight!