Defender of the Castle

There's a Sloan-sized platform,

my head fits right in...

this is the perfect barking window!

Mommy, we need a castle!

Oh, oh! Can we get a moat?!?

Just no monsters.

Guys, Let's Get Serious.

Before he became my little brother to beat up,

Max had two other sisters.

Mommy is talking about them, and other dogs and cats who don't have families, 

over on her blog today.

You should read it.

I'm gonna go get lots of cuddles,

since that's what Mommy wants when she gets sad.

Sloan Kent? Superdog?

I'm supposed to change what  in here?

Seriously, guys. I'm a dog.

I don't wear clothes.

MOMMY YOU PUT THAT AWAY RIGHT NOW!

Not in front of my friends!

Miss Repetitive

Throw it

Throw it

Throw it

Throw it

Here.

Now...

Throw it

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Evil Moves Next Door!

 A couple of weeks ago we got some new neighbors.

Evil neighbors.

I'm watching them.

I've got Brother watching them, too.

But I don't think he understands how bad the situation is.

Don't look into its eyes!

That's how it got Mommy!

Brother Abuse

Mommy, here.

Just in case you needed further proof of Sloan's royal-mindset, she went into our conservatory (sunroom) and "nested" on the couch- she enjoys tossing and piling up the pillows to make a bed/fort. 

I heard her in there, and I knew Max was in there earlier, but I didn't think anything of it,

since normally he'd have stomped out when she started nesting, as he loathes environmental disturbances.

I later realized I hadn't seen Max in a while, so I went to check,

and was surprised to see him under Sloan's pillow fort! 

I'm not sure if he liked it or was too scared to move!

So Much Rain

I still do this.  By "this", I mean sprawl all over Daddy and the couch.

It's raining all the time.

I know Mommy doesn't like to go out in the rain,

so I don't make her.

Mommy edit: False. I prefer not to go out in the rain, but I will for the dogs.  Sloan, on the other hand, is convinced she'll melt.  Because of this she owns two raincoats: one winter and one summer. She's still so dramatic about it I keep threatening to get her a bucket hat or Doggles.

Since we've been inside,

Mommy's been looking at old pictures of me.

She shows them to me, 

as if I forgot what I used to look like:

the same adorableness, just with a darker mask.

Silly Mommy.

I Have No Words.

Mommy just found this gem.

I have no idea why she did this to me.

Maybe she thought if J. Crew ever came out with a dog line they'd need models.

Why me?

The Caboose Takes the Lead

Hello.

My name is Max and Sloan is my Big Sister.

She asked me to write about how she's such a great Sister.

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Uhhhhh...

Mommy, where's the "shrug" button?