This is Max’s brother Spahny. He’s so high on ribbons, bags, and crumpled paper in this video it’s rediculous. So embarrassing. He’s in rehab right now doing some ‘personal work’. Get a grip Spahny! Isn’t he cute?

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I have been all workey no play for the past few weeks. At the most unreasonable hours I’m at my desk computing away, tap tap, tappety, tap, tap. And faithfully, my little buddy Max here is always right there for me. Between his barely audable raspy miaows, the silly chirping, and pitiful whimpers I can hardly handle the pure unabashed cuteness. Highly illegal.
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Evidence of Noosh’s Bionic Fang ™ has finally been captured on film. After hunting all night, he subdued this wild can of albacore and cranked open it’s protective metal alloy shell the can using the fang that was installed by NASA as a test unit.

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…And he does NOT want to talk about it.

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The secret to scrunching ones nose up into a deleriously cute little bundle I think is working it into everyday activities. Previously, we’ve seen Babaganoosh’s signature lick-yawn while he casually throws in a SCRUNCH for good measure. Max just wants *everyone* to be aware that he too can punctuate his standard operating procedure with careless yet intentional scrunchups when necessary. Clever, clever little fluffball. Max has thrown down the gauntlet, Noosh, your up…

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As advanced as Noosh’s car riding skills are, Max has really raised the bar in the sleeping department. He’s forever breaking new ground discovering the most desirable locations to hone his craft. And by that I mean endurance *and* form. Recently, he’s taken his leg extensions and belly exposure to a whole new level. It’s highly irresistable and disarming to mankind and I hope the government never gets ahold of him because he’s lethal. The cutest part is that he’s always stumbling around half asleep with his occasional pathetic silent miaows until plopping down for his next training session.

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Every Saturday when I leave for work Max chases me outside miaowing his raspy little miaows in protest. As I descend the stairs into the garage, he leans his body through the iron bars screaming down at me. When I get into my car I can barely still see him but his pitiful little voice echos throughout the garage. It melts me to puddles, he’s so rediculously cute.

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