Good work Chuck.

Happy birthday Charles.

May today bring you cheeseburgers, cans of Steel Reserve, swastika flags, ICP CDs and titwanks.

You could have at least popped a boner.

I did.

Like a balloon?

A balloon shaped like an acorn with a turtle neck.

Had Max again last night. About 2:00AM I get woken to him barking like crazy - first time I've ever heard him bark. He's sitting right next to me on the bed and looking terrified.

Went across the street and woke up his dad. He grabbed a pill bottle and came over. I waited outside while he was inside with Max. Gave him a pill and within 5 minutes he was back to normal.

I guess every now and then, for no apparent reason, he gets panic attacks. He was fine the rest of the night and this morning.

He's got this really funny habit. I put a blanket down on the floor for him to hang on and he's not happy until he pulls and tugs the thing into a crumpled mess. He's a total spaz about it.

I take it Max is your neighbor’s son.

Or a dog with a human father? Or the Dogfather (Snoop)

A canine pharmacist

Bonus - he's got human drugs too!