Laughing at Max

I have the sweetest, funniest dog who makes me laugh every day. Just taking him to the park is like watching a comedy. Max is only just over a year old and still races around with his tongue flapping in the wind or curls up next to me while I catch a bit more sleep after Guy leaves for work. Come 5 o'clock he knows it's time for some fun and he barks and nibbles until we head outside. At the moment his favourite game is catching a tennis ball, once - after that he just runs towards me, or his other playmates, as if he will return it and then at the last minute side steps with great agility and runs off, just begging to be chased. Today he ran away and found a delightful mud patch in my mom's garden - he returned covered in mud from head to toe. Luckily my mom had just hopped out the bath so in he went, followed by a quick hair dry. Now he is fast asleep - dreaming of mud.