Poor Maximillion doesn't understand why, 'Get your ball!' is no longer meant for him. After 8 years, it's hard for a puppy to understand. One ball has already been claimed and drooled over.
Could this child be any happier?
H had his 9 month check up and he was 29 inches and 23.5 pounds. This weekend Mike was putting groceries away in the pantry and he said, 'Oh good, we can put away all this baby crap.'. Does that mean I don't have a baby anymore? It's funny how Moms and Dads think about this differently. I'm not sure when he got so big, but it makes me a little melancholy.