Sadly, Liz didn't just buy the remote controlled dinosaur for Max. She had this bad boy for years already. (It's a cat toy allegedly). While he loved the ball, Max was absolutely petrified of the dinosaur. It was such odd behavior for him. Afterall, he saw the remote control so he had to have known it wasn't real, right? Nonetheless, it scared the pants off of him like that white turtle scared me when I was younger. I think I'll place this outside of our bedroom to keep him out when the computer's in use. Where's that Brookstone catalog when you need it...
Thankfully Max got to help blow out the candles.
Despite all the good food, Max had no room for anything except for this fish cookie.
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