Where's Paisley?

Last week, Paisley went for a walk with Christine and Richie, but she never came home with them. I thought that was odd, but it had happened before where she stayed a while at the vet. The next day when Richie was taking me for a walk, Paisley still wasn't home, so I sat on the front lawn and waited for her. She still didn't come, so we went back into the house. Christine took me in the Rover to see Max, and go for a big walk, and then he came home with us!

It was great having Max around - I almost forgot that Paisley still hasn't come home. We would go everywhere together, even over to visit the dentist! Ok, so we didn't get our teeth looked at, but we got to go over there.

It wasn't all fun and games though. Max had a habit of going outside at night/early in the morning, and barking at something on the other side of the fence. I couldn't be bothered to get up, but there will be more on that topic soon. Then one day, when I was minding my own business, about to have a few kibbles, Max attacked me! Christine grabbed him and threw him out onto the deck. I of course, continued to eat my breakfast.

This last weekend, we hopped back in the Rover and went to Point Roberts. Apparently it was something called "Father's Day", so we went down to visit the human known as Gord. It rained all day, so we didn't play too much, or go to the beach. Marla was there too, and Max left with her that evening.

We are back at home now, and I am sad that Paisley is not here.

Mischa