Max looking for Sister J. The background music should be a song by U2: " I still~haven't~found~~~what I was looking for ~~~~."

Poor Max was so affected by the afternoon heat and humidity. When it started to rain, he didn't look as grouchy, and actually napped for a short time on the sofa, his own choice. I put a cold pack under his belly, and the fan trained on him. Maybe he is suffering from heatstroke. The only remedy I know is 刮痧。But then with all his fur, how to scrape his skin with a porcelain spoon and lashing of axe oil woh? Poor Max.....

He played a little bit just now, and ate some biscuits.

Spencer was pretty low profile today, just sleeping in her club house most of the time. And snarling at Max.