Certainly not the best picture of Max to date but still worthwhile as he's managed to get me to the pub.
It's like he's programmed to do it. How good is that.
While I'm here I might as well mention the typo's in the last two posts. It's all down to predictive text and me not bothering to check.
It's either laziness or beer or both.
Tut tut.
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