Evil dog.

Max's head so big brain so small.


Usually when I come back home or ANYONE comes back home,
he will be pawing frantically at the fence.
We use the fence to lock him in the kitchen cos ma's afraid he might chew off the *new* shoe cupboard.

But anyway,
I didn't see him at the fence today and I was really frightened.
I called out to him several times while removing my slippers but he didn't respond so I dashed to the kitchen!
I saw a puddle of pee and 2 long poops lying on the floor.
WHERE WAS HE???

Hiding beneath the chair.
HE KNOWS LOR.
HE KNOWS IT'S WRONG TO POO AND PEE EVERYWHERE AND WE'LL GET ANGRY but he purposely!!
You can just see it on his cheeky face, man.
Sometimes he looks like he's laughing at us also.