The Whippersnapper is Under the Weather, by BUZZ

Hi Everyone, Buzz here.  Maxwell overdid. I warned him. It's better to conserve energy, take a few steps each minute, let the folks pull you along, find a lot of places to pee, then take your sweet time finding just the right blade of grass.   But no. He just bounces around nonstop, and then needs a whole day to recover. If we were Winnie the Pooh characters, he is pure Tigger with maybe just a touch of Roo, while I am a more complex mix of Owl, Eeyore, and Pooh-- and contrary to what you might have heard, I am a ball of fire to boot. 

M was more than willing to let me eat his food yesterday, said he wasn't really hungry, but someone seemed to know everytime I tiptoed near his gigantic dish full of food. I could take a bath in that thing; it's completely unfair that his "energy level" requires him to have "more." And yet here I am, willing to help, giving of myself to save the food from spoiling, and the Big She stops me in my tracks. So annoying, can't she find anything else to do?  And is there anything more frustrating than trying to tiptoe on wood floors with claws??

But from what I understand, the pup said he was going to post pictures of his friends today. Make that OUR friends. Seeing as how he met them basically because of me, I think I can help out here. Oh, what! OK, guess I have to do it later. The Big He has to get to work so we have a forced march.  Yawn. And Dang.