Recently Max met some of the new work campers, Clyde and Dorrie. Now whenever Clyde drives by, he says hi to Max, but doesn't call him that. He calls him "The Colonel." Tonight after I took max out for his constitutional, Gordon waved at us, and so we slowly walked over to Gordon's place to see that he and Diana were welcoming Clyde and Dorrie with hors d'oeuvres and drinks. What a nice thing to do. Dorrie then called to Max, and he appreciated all the attention, since he thinks that everyone in the park is here to see him anyway. Then Diana gave Max a taste of her beer. Max loved it. He hated to leave the party, but we needed to stagger home.
I did inform Clyde that Max was named for Foxy's dad, Max, who was, indeed, a Colonel in the Air Force. So Clyde's new nickname is very fitting for our Max. Happy travels.
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