Max*

If I’m lucky on my way home I might meet Max. His Dad owners a barbers and Max hangs out outside the shop sometimes. I think Max knows me now and knows I give a good behind the ear scratch. Today after a little hello he flopped onto my foot, how could I resist!

*Max’s name is actually Pink. But we’d already been calling him that for weeks before we asked his owner what his actual name was so the name stuck!