YAWN!!!!!!!!

Told you our Max was going to be a good'un, this is only his third day with us too.

He woke me this morning at 3.08 with a big sloppy kiss then ran to the bedroom door, so I took him downstairs and let him out and he piddled and pooed in the back garden.

Me? I stood in the back garden in my jammies and bare feet freezing cold but proud as punch that he has realised he has to go out until it dawned on me that it was 3.08 then I wasn't so happy. Then again, I would rather do that than find a not so nice little surprise on the carpet.

He came charging back in for his 'good boy' treat, wolfed down about five doggie choc buttons then ran back to bed, by the time I had locked back up, reset the alarm, turned off all the lights and gone back up, he had jumped on the bed and pinched my place! We then had a wrestling match about who goes where and I, eventually, after lots of hysterics won, or did I? he slept stretched out on the bed with his head almost on the pillow, good grief, I'm a soft touch!.