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Coffee, Computers, and Max

Updated on March 23, 2012

This is trouble.

Trouble is named Max.

Trouble has to be cute. If he was not cute, trouble would be dead.

Trouble is my son's brother. My son insists on it. We don't mind.

My son loves playing with his little brother. They are both energetic and in a hurry. They like to chase things. My son likes to throw things. Sometimes, he doesn't pay attention to what he is throwing or where. He is too busy giving his brother something to chase.

I work at the dining room table on my laptop quite a bit. It allows me to keep an eye on my son and talk to the family while I do what I need to do. Nice and central to the action.

It is not always good to be at the center of the action.

I drink a lot of coffee. I drink coffee while I work.

A tennis ball thrown by a five year old for a Jack Russell can, and will, hit your cup of coffee, filling your laptop with coffee and causing immediate shutdown.

The dog will still want the ball.

My son has offered me the $85 he has collected in change since the fall to buy a new computer.

Fortunately, I replaced the hard drive and cpu. The laptop has survived, and my wife is no longer making fun of me for keeping old computer parts.

My son gets to keep his $85.

Trouble is still looking for the ball.

We have another dog. Our other dog is Uncle Vincent. Vincent does not like to chase things. He makes old man sounds and sneezes. He doesn't like to go outside. Sometimes he sleeps on a ball, but he does not chase them. Vincent is not as much fun as little brother.


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      SmartAndFun 5 years ago from Texas

      Good ol' Uncle Vincent. So sorry about your laptop but a boy and his "brother" are priceless, as they say in those credit card commercials! I don't know which one I love more: little boys or feisty Jack Russells. Great hub, made me smile. Voted up and awesome.

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      Natasha 5 years ago from Hawaii

      Yeah...I know the feeling. My dogs broke my last laptop. In spring 2009. I still don't have a real computer! Thanks, dogs. If one of them hadn't racked up $3000 in vet bills after getting hit by a car, thereby making him more expensive than the computer, there would have been serious trouble. Like a couple of homeless dogs!

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      Ed Michaels 5 years ago from Texas, USA

      I was very mad very briefly. But I love my son, and I love my Jack. I know they're both trouble, but if they weren't, it wouldn't be the same. We just had to establish rules on which way to throw a ball...again. It's hard to remember all the dos and donts when you are excited, having fun, and five.

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      Charles Hilton 5 years ago

      OMG...he looks so much like my late Jack Russell terror(named Maxx) who passed away a few months ago.

      The thing with Jack Russells is that you can never throw the ball enough times for them, so, it was inevitable that you would eventually be collaterally damaged by the crossfire.

      Too bad for your laptop, though. But, at least you took it in stride and the ball is now conveniently "missing." lol

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      Ed Michaels 5 years ago from Texas, USA

      The ball has reappeared. This was done to save the cats: when the ball doesn't bounce, the cats, unfortunately, do.

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      Theresa Ast 5 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

      Amazing! What a change of tone and pace for you, but I really liked this. A perfect description of life with dogs and children. :) SHARING

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      Faith Reaper 5 years ago from southern USA

      Loved it. I have a Jack Russell named Cookie, and she has OCD for sure, as she will continue to chase the ball for even five hours without stopping, until we have to finally hide the ball out of her sight, then she will look for it frantically for about an hour, then give up. Thanks for sharing. In His Love, Faith Reaper

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