Often when I take Max out for his walk I get company in the form of Gizmo. For those new to my blog this is Max
This is his best friend Gizmo
While in Max’s head all he wants to do is sniff everything and chase his ball, Gizmo’s head is in a different place, for starters if there are any dogs in the park. He feels the first thing he should do is wind them up, if they are on a lead he will sit just out of reach from the dog and roll over onto his back. If they are not on a lead, he runs under a fence and then when the dog tries to sniff between the holes, they get smacked. I swear most the time he is laughing his head off when this happens.
If there are no dogs in the park, its ok he still finds his fun, in the form of humans. Now Gizmo only has 3 legs. When he wants to, he puts on a massive limp. What he does is limp over to unsuspecting human and then rolls over on his back and shows all 3 legs to them.
Because, the one thing Gizmo knows that the human doesn’t is if the human goes too close to him, Max comes to protect him.
Gizmo is an arsehole, both my cats are, this is the other one. Sheldon. He doesn’t like people, barely tolerates us and uses our home like a hotel