Spirituality According to Max, Chapter 6 – Favorite Flavors, Patience & Self Control

“God, verily, loveth those women and men who
show forth patience.”

Bahá’u’lláh, The Kitáb-i-Aqdas, p. 43

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,  gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.”

Galatians 5:22-23

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If you missed previous chapters here are the links (they do need to be read in order to understand the thread):

Prologue & Epilogue

Chapter 1 – Instincts Rule

Chapter 2 – Love at First Lick

Chapter 3 – Chewsing Heaven

Chapter 4 – Unleashed

Chapter 5 – Our Little Angel

My husband is examining the gouged edges of the breakfast table wicker chairs. “There are no scraps of wicker anywhere.  Can you believe he swallowed it!.  Maybe we should take him to the vet?”
“Max!  That’s what I’ve decided. Max!”  Figured I’d better find an acceptable name quickly before Homer found himself back at the animal shelter.  “Max? Are you sure you want to call him Max?” My husband is now thrown off guard by my sudden decision and appropriately distracted from the gouged wicker chairs.  Max goes over to give him a lick.

I am beginning to worry about this dog’s seemingly insatiable appetite for all things previously thought to be inedible.  Wanting to avert further “incidents” and to appease my husband before Max is dog-meat,  I buy a spray , an EXPENSIVE spray “guaranteed to stop animals from chewing . Bitter apple.  Can’t be more freshly organic than that.  Do not want to harm my sweet little angel, just protect him from indigestion.

 Since he had already developed a taste for wicker in the dog shelter I spray the wicker chairs first. Max eagerly runs over to see what I’m doing, licks the bitter apple cleanly off the wicker legs, looks up at me angelically with big brown eyes, gives me a lick or two, trots back to the couch to soften up the coverlet by sucking on the tattered edge.

I re-read the fine print on the Bitter Apple.  It says chewing, no mention of eating.  No listing of wicker chairs, throws and comforters (oh yes, forgot to mention pillow cases).  Not wanting to spend more money  I try what’s on hand – cayenne pepper . . . wasabi powder  . . . tabasco  . . .  Each flavor being more tasty than the next.  We put the chairs up on the table. Throw the throw, comforter and pillow cases to the dogs, so to speak.  And wait for signs of acid indigestion.

This is a dog who now has a proper name that reflects his personality – distinct but cute, short but sweet, unique and memorable, independent but loving and a gourmand not a gourmet.

So far, so good.  He hasn’t peed in the house once.

One thought on “Spirituality According to Max, Chapter 6 – Favorite Flavors, Patience & Self Control

  1. I always knew that Max and Lexi-Pro were spirit cousins. I knew at the very beginning and it’s funny that you said you saw the photo of Lexi on Facebook and it looked like Max towards the end. Lexi ate everything, bitter apple, yum, cayeene peeper, bring it on, now she will eat more veggies and fruits than my kids eat. I’m so glad that Homer is Max now and that you didn’t return him back to the pound. I know you would never do that, Max knew too.

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