while max was still vivacious, you would often hear the phrase "that darn dog" being muttered around the house. "that darn dog" chewed up anything he could get his teeth on. i remember, one time he even chewed up a baby duckling or two.
he'd come trotting up to the porch with his prize locked between his jaws, wagging his tail so proud, only to be reproached for his kill. then, as if his tender release could undue what he'd done, he'd slowly bend his head, unlatch his jaw, & tuck his tail behind his legs.
all he wanted was our approval & love.
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