Maxine and the Foster Dog

Maxine is none too fond of the Foster Dog. She is tolerating the situation fine, she is just a little long in the face and she sighs a little more frequently.

He is just so drastically different than her and she really does not appreciate the way he crowds her with his big, unrefined walking and pushing.

He follows her around, too, which is not only most annoying but it makes it difficult to do anything at all but lay in bed and defend it from him.

Finally, he is loud and if there is one thing that really irritates Maxine it is loudness. It is something she just can't admire in another dog and something that inturrupts her more refined way of ruling the roost. Sigh. Well, she has five days and five nights almost exactly until he goes back to the place from whence he came. Not that she is counting the hours or anything . . .