Max Goes Camping

Hi! My name is Max and I’m the cutest dog in the world (according to my Humans). I suppose some of you might be surprised that a dog, such as I, can use a computer. Rest easy because I really can’t. I can’t type, because I don’t have opposing thumbs. Not having those limit me to mundane tasks like digging holes in the yard, holding treats awkwardly between my feet so I can take little bites instead of gobbling them like some critters do and that’s about it. I dig holes and hold treats. And walk. I walk a lot. So, in order to accomplish this amazing feat, I simply dictate what I’m thinking to Jerrie who can do all the hard stuff. In my spare time, I hunt squirrels.

At this moment in time I’m camping with my Humans, Diane and Jerrie, in the Keizer Elks Lodge RV park. We drove down a couple days ago. No, I didn’t get to drive. I wanted to but another deficiency nixed that … I’m too short. Can’t reach the pedals, can’t steer, and don’t understand the need for turn signals. If I want to turn, I turn. Pretty simple. But I understand that’s against the law. Oh, and I don’t have a license. Apparently, dogs aren’t allowed to drive vehicles on public roads. In a field, on a tractor, no problem.

Another limitation about not having opposable thumbs is that I can’t open a can of dog food. That’s really not a bad thing because canned dog food is disgusting. If you’ve ever taken a bite of that stuff, you know what I mean.

So far this has been a pretty relaxing trip. I get left alone in the trailer once in a while when the people go do things I can’t do. Like eat in a restaurant. I’d love to do that but they keep telling me I’m too short for that, too. And I can’t hold a fork. While I’m alone I practice holding a fork but it’s just beyond me. In frustration I usually wind up just licking all the utensils in the drawer. Yes, I can open the drawer. And until right now, they didn’t have a clue they were using tools covered in dried dog slobber.

I need to sign off on this post before I get into more trouble. Perhaps I’ll find a way to share more of my life with you when Jerrie’s not paying attention. Keep an eye out for me.

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