Maxwell


Border Collie/English Springer Spaniel [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Maxwell, a male Border Collie/English Springer Spaniel

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"Do I look distinguished? Huh? Do I?"

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Age: 4 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Maxwell - flower child

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"Maxwell - flower child"

Hiding in the shrubs

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"Hiding in the shrubs"

Dad tells the best jokes!

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"Dad tells the best jokes!"

Yin and Yang

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"Yin and Yang"

The Chain Gang

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"The Chain Gang"

The new look. I think the bandana really helps pull the look together.

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"The new look. I think the bandana really helps pull the look together."

Did you call me?

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"Did you call me?"

Can you see me?? I

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"Can you see me?? I'm hiding. Shhhh."

One more...for the ladies.

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"One more...for the ladies."

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Special Gift Box:
Jarvis
Maya
 

Nicknames:
Max, Maxi Pooh, Little Shadow, Handsome Man, Humper, Humpty-Dumpty

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-mutt-dog rescue

Likes:
I loooove giving kisses, also, snuggling on the couch and playing with Snoopy and I'm an unapologetic farter

Pet-Peeves:
The usual: nail clippings, bath time, people who toot and blame it on me, not getting the winning poker hand

Favorite Toy:
Squirrels, rabbits, frisbees, things that squeak

Favorite Food:
Beef bones are yummy, other than that I'm really not overly food motivated unless some other dog is around me while I'm trying to dine.

Favorite Walk:
In the country where the cows are

Best Tricks:
Sit, stay, off, fetch, being adorable, turning Dad into a bona-fide dog person

Arrival Story:
I had been shifted from foster home to foster home so my past history is a mystery. Mom's boyfriend saw me on Petfinder.com and thought I would be a good addition to the family (he's a sucker for Cocker Spaniels)

Forums Motto:
How 'bout a kiss?

The Groups I'm In:
"DOGSTERHOLICS", PLANET PAWLLYWOOD, Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe, ☻Paw Pals☻, Dogster's Next Top Model, • DOGGIE CONNECTION • , ♪ THE BEST LIL' DOGHOUSE IN DOGSTER♪, ♥All Fur Fun♥, Fancypants Cafe, Got Spots?, Barkers Unable To Teetotal (BUTT), D.A.M.N! - Dogs Against Maternal Neurosis!, Febreze® Pet Odor Eliminator™, HOPE, P*I*F (Paw it Forward), Second Bananas Unite!, ~Dogs, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~

I've Been On Dogster Since:
October 30th 2006 More than 3 years!

Rosettes Given In The Past Month:
Ulli


Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Tux
Coffee
Ernie George
Nicki
Millie-adoptable


Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
413363

for 1117 days

Meet my family


Pongo
(2000-2007)

Izzy

Sam

Meet my Pup Pals
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Gunther - CGC

Pandora - CGC
- WCD 2007

Dexter Nova
Bright Star

Babi (1997 -
2009)

Ajax

Angus

Smeagol

Munch

Petie

Cookie

Sweet T'ing
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Max's Musings


Lies!


November 6th 2009 3:48 pm
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Dad was pulled over for speeding (again) a few weeks ago. The last time this happened, my charm and good-looks got Dad out of the ticket.

This time, the officer wasn't interested in me... He asked Dad why he was speeding. Dad responded by telling the officer he was a doctor and was just paged about a patient (true) and Dad needed to get to the hospital (not so true, exactly).

See, the patient was already, kinda dead. So, really there was no actual urgency to the sitation. He would be dead whether Dad got there sooner or later. Dad was needed in order to actually pronounce the guy as being dead.

And just so you know, when he pronounces someone dead, he doesn't do a whole Moses-parting-the-Red-Sea-arms -raised-above-the-head "I pronounce thee dead!" thing... Mom asked.

But, Dad felt safe in his "mis-truth" because the patient was still hooked up to the ventilator, so really, if you dig real, real deep, technically the guy wasn't reeeeallly dead, and Dad did need to hurry to "save" him. Really, he needed to hurry cause he had to pee.

The officer asked what Dad planned on doing with me, thinking he was going to trap Dad in a lie. Dad said, "Oh, the dog will have to wait in the car at the hospital, no time to drop him off." Lie.

It's a wonder I turned out a great as I did...


I don't think so!


October 22nd 2009 12:52 pm
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My chariot (aka Golf Cart) crapped out this week.

Dad just payed beau-coup bucks to have the batteries replaced a few weeks ago, so the sudden demise of the cart was unexpected.

As I type this, the chariot is in the shop, being evaluated for repair. Last night, Dad asked me if I wanted to go to the golf course with him.

And walk the course?? Surely you jest. Dad then pointed out that:
1. I do, in fact, spend most of my time "walking" the course, as I generally am allowed to run amok whilst he is playing the links.

and

2. There are rental carts available.

I looked at Dad as if he had lost his ever-lovin' mind. Yes, it may be true that I don't actually spend the entire time riding in the cart. Usually I ride in it on the way to the first hole, waving to my fans the entire way, then hop out after Dad tees off.

BUT... I will NOT let my loyal fans see me riding around in a rental.

Trashy.

Carry on with out me. I'll wait for the chariot to be repaired, thanks.


Slumber party!


October 19th 2009 2:31 pm
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Izzy and Sam came up to Crappy Town on Saturday night!!

We started off by playing in the backyard, chasing squirrels and whatnot. Soon enough, I had nudged the gate open and Izzy and I took off!!

Sammy was being a goody-two-shoes and stayed home.... LOSER!!

At some point, we saw Mom and Dad driving around looking for us - it was great playing hide and seek with them!

Eventually they gave up, with Dad telling Mom that dinner was ready, so they needed to head home. Shortly after they started their dinner, Izzy and I scampered through the neighbor's yard - Mom saw us and called us to come inside.

Bummer.

Later that night, we all got yum-yum bones to chew on. Finally the Peeps decided to turn in for the night, leaving us pups unsupervised.

I was feeling restless and a little bit devious. I decided to rally the troops and try to start some trouble.

The idea of a panty raid was nixed.
Ghost stories were out too.

I decided it was time to howl at the moon. So I did, hoping Izzy and Sammy would join in.

They didn't.

Apparently they were "tired" and wanted to "sleep".

BORING!

I tried barking at the neighborhood dogs, seeing if they wanted to play.

They were also tired and told me to hush.

Around 4:00 in the AM (central time), I tried barking again, only to be told "QUIET!!!" by Dad.

Buzz kill.

Dad woke up a few hours later to go make rounds at the hospital. I thought he would leave the door to the bedroom open to I could say "'Mornin'" to Mom. He didn't, thus forcing me to talk to Mom through the door.

I talked, and talked, and talked the rest of the morning until Miss Sleepy Pants FINALLY woke up at 7:30 and said hi to me.

'Cept it didn't come out like "Hi Maxwell!" It sounded more like, "Shut the f**k up!!!!"

Ingrate.

Dad came home awhile later, only to catch Izzy and Me sauntering through the front yard again.
We were rounded up, the gate was secured again.

Sunday morning pancakes were served - yum!

My guests left a few hours later.

It's hard hosting a slumber party!!


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