Today is Sunday. My new mom and dad got me up and took me outside to play in the grass. I'm hearing a lot of "Good boy, Maximus" and "Come here, Maximus". I'm not quite sure who this Maximus is, but I keep getting rubs and treats. Apparently they think it's awesome if I "go potty" outside in the grass.
I get to play for a bit, and then they put me back inside something they keep calling a crate. I've been told they will come right back after they go to church. I might have whined a little, but eventually I settled down for a nap instead.
They did come back! And with a new toy! Oh this one looks fun. Dad keeps trying to take it away from me though. Why didn't they get him his own toy?
They both laugh a lot when I play with them. I felt like exploring the house more today, and I like to follow them around.
They both have also started a fun game. Dad stays on one end of the grass, and mom goes to the other end. Then they take turns saying "Maximus, come here". I've figured out that if I run to them after they say that, I get a treat! Treats are yummy. If I look at them when they say Maximus, I get a "good boy, Maximus" and some more rubs. I guess I'm Maximus?!
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