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A Glimpse Inside Human Madness

What follows is an exclusive peek at the absolute idiocy dogs bring out in human beings. It is a good thing, to be sure. But I warn you, if you hate me, kind of hate me or were on the fence, this will surely push you over the edge.

Today is Max's fifth birthday. Poor fella is getting the shaft because Serge is gone and I have to work. So, I decided to remind him of last year when he had it good. The following takes place somewhere in Nebraska, in a shitty motel in Nowheresville, as we made the move from Brooklyn to Salt lake City.

If feelings of rage toward me occur while viewing, rest assured I want to chew off my fingernails, stab myself in the eyes or maybe the ears so I never have to hear my voice again and then drown myself in the bathtub of that motel, because, my God, is that what I'm really like? Anyway, Happy Birthday Max.