CEO of the House: CEO of the House
The moment the front door clicks shut, Max the golden retriever stands up on two legs, puts on reading glasses, and gets to work. He conducts a staff meeting with the cat (who refuses to attend and sits licking its paw dismissively), reorganizes the fridge by snack priority, takes important business calls by barking authoritatively at the mailman, reviews security footage of the squirrel situation in the backyard, holds a board meeting with the stuffed animals about expanding operations into the neighbors yard, approves a hostile takeover of the treat cabinet using a complex chair-stool-counter climbing operation, and drafts a strongly worded letter to the vacuum cleaner. When the owners car pulls into the driveway, Max scrambles to destroy all evidence - knocking glasses off, shoving papers under the couch, hiding the open treat bag, and resuming his I have been sleeping all day pose on the couch with one eye slightly open. The final panel: owner walks in and says Did you miss me buddy? while behind Max, the cat holds up a sign that reads You have no idea.
Max the golden retriever transforms into the CEO of the house the moment his owners leave. He holds a staff meeting with the cat (who is uninterested), reorganizes the fridge by snack priority, takes a business call by barking at the mailman, reviews security footage of squirrels, holds a board meeting with stuffed animals, executes a treat cabinet heist, and drafts a letter to the vacuum cleaner. When the owners return, he quickly reverts to being a 'sleeping' dog.
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Max
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Max is a golden retriever who acts as the self-appointed CEO of the house. He is depicted as a surprisingly tall dog when standing on his hind legs. He wears slightly oversized reading glasses perched on his nose. His fur is a rich golden color, well-groomed. He often has a determined and managerial expression. Sometimes he has a business suit on.
Page 1
Panel 1: Close-up on a front door closing. A set of keys dangles from the lock.
Panel 2: Max, a golden retriever, stands up on his hind legs. He's surprisingly tall.
Panel 3: Max puts on a pair of reading glasses. They are slightly too big for his face.
Panel 4: Max strides purposefully towards the kitchen, a determined look on his face.
Page 2
Panel 1: Max stands at the head of the dining table. A cat is sitting on the table, grooming itself and ignoring him.
“Max: Alright team, let's get started. Feline Division, your report.”
Panel 2: Close up on the cat, licking its paw with disdain.
Panel 3: Max sighs, looking defeated. He is holding a clipboard.
“Max: Right, moving on.”
Page 3
Panel 1: Max is standing in front of the open refrigerator, reorganizing the contents. He is placing treats at eye level.
Panel 2: Close up of the fridge contents: various dog treats, chews, and a half-eaten human sandwich are visible.
Panel 3: The mailman is at the front door. Max is barking ferociously at him through the window, holding a phone to his ear.
“Max: (Barking into phone) Affirmative! Initiate Operation Bone Acquisition!”
Page 4
Panel 1: Max is standing in front of a laptop, reviewing security footage. The footage shows squirrels raiding a bird feeder.
“Max: Squirrel incursion detected. Sector 7 compromised.”
Panel 2: Close up on the laptop screen, showing the squirrel stealing birdseed.
Page 5
Panel 1: Max is sitting at a small table surrounded by stuffed animals. He is pointing at a map of the neighborhood.
“Max: Gentlemen, our objective: the Johnson's yard. Treat potential is off the charts.”
Panel 2: Close up on the stuffed animals. A teddy bear looks concerned, while a toy dinosaur nods enthusiastically.
Page 6
Panel 1: Max is standing on a chair, which is on top of a stool, reaching for the treat cabinet. It's a precarious setup.
Panel 2: Close up on Max's paw, reaching for the treat cabinet handle. He is straining.
Panel 3: Max is sitting at a desk, typing on a tiny typewriter. He has a serious expression.
“Max: (Typing) To Whom It May Concern: Cease and desist your infernal noise pollution...”
Page 7
Panel 1: A car pulls into the driveway. Max's ears perk up.
Panel 2: Max is frantically knocking glasses off a table, shoving papers under the couch, and hiding the open treat bag.
Panel 3: Max is lying on the couch, pretending to sleep. One eye is slightly open.
Page 8
Panel 1: The owner is walking into the living room, smiling at Max.
“Owner: Did you miss me, buddy?”
Panel 2: Behind Max, the cat is holding up a crudely drawn sign that reads "You have no idea."
