Welcome, Maximilian Kisses! 3

In the past two days, two things have happened that surprised me:

1. Maximilian Kisses has already burrowed his way deep into our hearts.

2. I love him even more today than I did yesterday.

He’s such a fast learner that he already knows what the words, “eat” and “go out” mean, he responds appropriately to questions about both of those things, and he appropriately places himself near the door and gives a little squeak when he wants to go out, and runs around near his food bowl and gives a little squeak whenever he’s hungry.

He’s such a smart, joyful, loving little fellow that he’s already evolved from being extremely submissive to Bud, to admiring Bud from a distance when they’re in our back yard, to following Bud around our back yard at a distance, to “chasing” Bud around our back yard.

And, every chance he gets, he happily scampers after Petey our cat, runs around the front of him to block his way, then rolls over onto his back, to try to entice Petey into playing with him. Petey’s not sure what to do, so he carefully walks around Max, who then flips back onto his feet, runs around in front of Petey and rolls over onto his back again. That little ballet repeats all the way down the hall, or until Petey jumps up onto the sofa or somewhere else that Max can’t go.

Bud is completely used to Max now, and has become Max’s guardian. Any time Max makes any little squeak, Bud is instantly attentive, sniffing his little brother to make sure he’s OK, and giving him kisses to comfort him if he thinks he needs comforting.

Max slept all the way through his second night with us — again, laying on his side, right by my face. About 5:30 this morning, he crawled under the covers and curled up against me to get warmer. At 6:30 AM this morning, I took Bud and Max out into our pitch black back yard. Bud ran back into the far corner of the yard, to go poop. Max stayed up by the back of the house with me. When Max heard the sound of something (Bud) rustling in the dry leaves in the back corner of the yard, he stood at attention and gave three little raspy barks at the intruder, to scare them away. So far, that’s the only time I’ve heard Max bark. When Bud heard Max’s barks, he immediately came running, to sniff Max nose-to-nose, to make sure that he was OK, and to give him a kiss, to comfort him.

Max is such a tiny, fragile, precious little creature, but, in the 48 hours that he’s been here, he’s already become a very important part of our family.

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