Intruder What is this orange thing? Can I eat it? No? Well, then, maybe I’ll just attack it. Share this:GooglePocketMorePrintEmailLinkedInTwitterFacebookTumblrRedditPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related 32 thoughts on “Intruder” Add yours Awww. We miss Max and his family here within the K streets. Happy Halloween! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Hi Jackie! Hope everyone’s well. This was our family craft activity today. Machi drew the face, I carved it and Max tried to destroy it. Division of labor. Happy Halloween to you and all. Aloha! LikeLike Reply Max will wipe the grin off its face… LikeLiked by 3 people Reply Helen–I was going to say the exact same thing! Too funny! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Great minds… LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Great minds! Max does bear a heightened antipathy towards the humble pumpkin. I don’t know if it is the expression on the orange ball or if maybe Max just hates all squash. But you and Helen are right – he’d love to wipe the grin off that intruder. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Before I carved it, the pumpkin was sitting on the fireplace hearth just quietly minding its own business when Max sauntered over and casually began to lift his leg to express his utter disdain for the intrusion of the orange fellow. I nipped that in the bud and moved the squash outside until I could carve it. As soon as it was brought back in Max targeted it again so now the pumpkin is where it belongs – outside the front door welcoming autumn visitors. Max continues to look askance at this thing each time he passes by. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Max versus pumpkin…no match… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply For a few dollars more I could have gotten a pumpkin large enough to stuff the pup inside. Had he pee’d on the pumpkin indoors that might have been the next chapter in this story. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Cheapskate… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply You rang? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Of course Max can eat it. I wouldn’t have survived until Christmas anyway. Don’t take it from e, it was Charlie Broqw’s advice to Snoopy. Charlie was wise, he also had a bird, Woodstock. LikeLike Reply Max actually eats pumpkin but it’s the Japanese kind – kabocha. The AJF stews it and adds bacon pieces which makes it quite tasty to man and dog alike. I’ve always thought of you as a Woodstock kind of bird, Kismet. Good natured and friendly but a lousy flier. 😂 LikeLike Reply SQUAAAAAAAAAAAAWK-I’m a frequent flier. LikeLike Reply Much gets missed between frequency and competency. LikeLike Reply You can rest easy at night…if your home is ever invaded by pumpkins Max will save you from their great orange wickedness! 😃 LikeLiked by 2 people Reply Here’s one for ya… the fear of pumpkins is called apocolcynposis. Had to Google that one! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That is a Great word! I’m imagining an endless number of pumpkins coming to take over the world by hypnosis 😂. I will find a way to use this word today, just to see the look on people’s faces. LikeLike Reply This is much scarier than a pumpkin. Green walls, wood floors, nice rugs, a crazy white dog and an eerily familiar baseboard. In fact the whole thing is eerily familiar. Did you copy my house or is this just another “great minds” moment? LikeLike Reply And a “Jacques ‘O Lantern”. snorf. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Instead of “snorf” I should have used LMAO which, of course, is the sound a French cat makes when laughing. LikeLike Reply Max has made a new friend named Jack! And Jack smells good, too! 😉 Ha! My Cooper would probably try to hump it! 😮 Happy Halloween! HUGS!!! 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Jack is now outside and we’re taking wagers on whether the neighborhood kids will somehow obliterate him before Halloween. Little do they know I re-directed one of our security cameras to watch Jack, er, Jacques so if they try anything nefarious I’ll release the Maltese and that should terrify them. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply I can just envisage the scene…they approach stealthily…they are just about to touch the pumpkin when a voice from within roars ‘Unleash the Maltese!’….and a white ball of fire leaps out and pees on the pumpkin. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Kraken being in short supply I guess I have no choice but to employ the Maltese to smite the enemies of my pumpkin. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Oh bless Max. Must be reassuring to have such a guard dog around for any intruders. So sweet. ❤ LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Well, so far we’ve not been attacked by renegade squash so I guess Max has managed to intimidate any felonious pumpkins intent on doing harm. Good dog! LikeLike Reply 😂 He deserves a bravery award. LikeLike Reply I thought you carved it, Max! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Nah…it’s that thing with not having opposable thumbs again. A very convenient excuse if you ask me. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply That’s why God gave dogs such great canine teeth! Just ask Elsa…she can carve up pretty much anything! Anyway, Max…tell your mom and dad they did a fine job on the carving. But keep an eye on that intruder. You just never know about the orange ones. 😆 LikeLike Reply Had Max been feline he would be inside it in minutes. LikeLike Reply All comments are welcome, so speak! Speak! Good dog. Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. 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