<p style="text-align: center;"><em>A blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara</em></p>
That is exactly how long it took Max to worm his way into the Miller household permanently. I should have known there was trouble the day Max was returned to Beekeeper Brian and spent the day at work with him. Brian sent this picture:<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max1.jpg"><img class=" size-medium wp-image-6365 aligncenter" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max1-271x300.jpg" alt="Max1" /></a>Max would not stop whining so Brian held him in his shirt. From that point on they have been inseparable.

<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max2.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-6366" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max2-211x300.jpg" alt="Max2" /></a>Max sleeps as close as possible – even if that means sleeping on Brian’s shoes:

He has given the term “facetime” a new meaning:<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max3.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-6367" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Max3-300x169.jpg" alt="Max3" /></a>

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The other dogs have accepted him and Penny, his sister, is particularly glad to have someone her size to play with.

So now Miller Farm has 30 or so chickens and 6 long haired miniature dachshunds. I would say we are full up at the Inn but I’m not sure it would make any difference. :)