Hi everybody, my name is Max. You probably don’t know me, and that’s because this is my very first time writing a blog…actually, it’s my first time on a computer! If I have any typos, I’m sorry…my paws are slowly adjusting to these tiny keys.
You probably know my little brother, Koa. He borrows Mommy and Daddy’s phone to use this thing called Instagram, where he has apparently made thousands of new friends across the world in a few months. I have no idea how that’s possible. I can’t even make a friend at the dog park.
Anyway, Mommy and Daddy adopted me from the cold, terrible shelter last October. They decided my new birthday would be that day, October 25th.
So basically… I’ve been on this Earth for almost seven years now. Back when I was born, I didn’t have anything called Instagram or Facebook to keep track of cool pictures and videos of myself as I grew up. But nowadays, that’s what all these kids are doing! I always see my little brother taking selfies, or Mommy taking boring videos of him playing with a toy. Who would want to see that?! Well, apparently a lot of people…
Koa always bothers me to take pictures with him. I don’t really know why…I mean, I live with him and he sees me every second of the day (if I leave the room for just a second, he starts barking…ugh, little brothers are such a pain), so why does he need so many photos!?
I’m an easygoing dog. I don’t even like toys. Mommy bought me one toy for Easter. She thought maybe I would play with it one day, so she bought it for me just in case. It was a blue rubber bunny, shaped like those candy Peeps you see all over Target (I’ve never been in Target, but Mommy says they are literally everywhere during Easter time). I really did like my toy, but I didn’t show it by playing with it…I showed it by hiding it and always keeping it in my bed, because that’s the one place my little brother is NOT allowed to go! Then one day that little guy stole my blue toy and kept it as his own… I didn’t mind it, but a couple months later, he ended up chewing on it too much and breaking it, so Mommy threw it away. Darn little brothers.
My point is, I don’t get why everyone needs to take pictures of everything and then post them! I mean, I live a great life without this Instagram thing. I was in a shelter for so long, stuck in a cage all day surrounded by noisy dogs. Now, I’m in my wonderful air-conditioned forever home, and I spend my days relaxing in bed and enjoying long walks outside. Now THAT’S living the life!
Your friend, Max