All Boy!!

So, last week, after weeks of saying Max needed a haircut, I did it, again. I remember the first two times it being alot easier. I don't remember him moving around so much and being so squirmy. Anyway, it is finally done. I am always so surprised at how he looks like a big boy afterward. No longer my little Boobanowski. I am also always worried that he will look funny, cause it's not professional. Daddy and Aunty Joyce both have approved so I guess he doesn't look to bad. I will let you be the judge.

Terry tells me that his dad used to say that "his ears need to be lowered," when he was a kid, so that is what I did. I guess it turned out pretty good. Afterward he was covered in hair and I had to strip him down to shake the clothes, not him, outside. I let him strut around the house, chewing on the comb while I cleaned up. The next picture is very reminescent of Risky Business. Only Maxwell is much, much cuter the Tom Cruise.

Max has also decided he is going to start climbing stuff. As you can see in the photo above, note the placement of his foot...on the chair rung...

This is Maxwell with both feet on the chair rung. A couple of days ago he had managed to climb on to the seat of the chair and started shouting proudly declaring his fete. I debated taking a picture and in a moment of panic, I just ran to him and pulled him off. He was not happy!! You can probably picture it, using the photo above, but just imagine him standing on the seat of the chair!!! Really!!!

Some of you may recall that we have been having difficulties with our cat keeping us up all night with her incessant yowling. Well, thanks to a friend of mine at work, things are much, much better. We have created a little nook downstairs in the garage for her in a very large dog kennel. She has a bed, food, water and a litter box. I lined it top to bottom with cardboard and put a rug on the floor and a blanket over the entire thing so it is snuggly warm inside. We put her in it at night and bring her up during the day. She has even become a much more social cat and even allows Maxwell to push, pull, grab and squeeze her without complaint. When she is upstairs with us, she is actually with us, instead of being an under the bed kitty. It's great!

This is Max and Misty yesterday. Terry has some other pictures of Max with her, but you can't actually see her cause Max is laying on top of her. What a turn around for the cat. She is sitting next to my right now as I type this. Who knew that exile would make her come around and be more social?? She even hangs out in Max's toy shelf.

So, that is all for now. I will have super, duper, uber good news on my next post, so stay tuned.