Happy Birthday to you.....
Milo was born on March 1 2017!
This shot was taken yesterday...
|Hey, Valet! Thanks for bringing my hot new ride to me!|
|Just let me check under the bow, er, hood...|
|WHAT!?? This isn't for me? But it's MY BIRTHDAY!|
I knew he was for me! We brought him home at 8 weeks and our lives have never been the same...
|Well, what are you waiting for, lift me off this big porch!|
|Why, these weeds are taller than I am!! Where am I???|
|mmph mmm, mmmphh|
He has always been mouthy, tasting first and thinking about it later.
He seems to have leveled out at around 54 lbs however. Tall and skinny. The vet says he's perfect.
He was injured at 5 months, a neighbor's dog rolled him, stepped on his shoulder opening it up and stretched all the ligaments and tendons requiring a big surgery. And another 4 months in a strict leg brace and no running. This may have halted growth, as he didn't gain weight for two months after that.
|Yes, I learn by osmosis... eating words increases your vocabulary!|
He is a very intelligent boy, learning words before I tried to teach him. He learned to sit for treats at two and a half months. He continues to want to learn, and want to please me. He's very loving, often feeling more like a hundred pounds when he snuggles up to me. He wants to be with me, and protect me.
This takes the form of his barking at every. little. thing. And coming to stand between me and other people including Daddy. He's been known to push Drew aside when he hovers over me at the computer.
|Milo one day before his 1st birthday|
He's always listening. He tilts his head all the time. He telescopes up his neck if I start a sentence with "do you want..." and knows if I ask a question.
|I'm ready for my close up!|
|Now if the meal is as big as the high chair...|
He likes food, and will try anything, taking it oh so gently from my fingers. He'll roll it around his mouth, and drop it if it's unfamiliar. Then look at it, reach out a paw to touch it, pick it back up and then decide if it's to be swallowed.
He only eats his food if hungry, otherwise he leaves it in the bowl. I never have to worry about overfeeding him. On the other hand, he makes snap judgements about bunny poop, eat first ask questions later.
|Sometimes I feel remorse, so I lie down til it goes away|
He tolerates baths and most grooming. He took to sweaters and boots like a champ. He chews at all leashes, seemingly offended at the very concept. He doesn't jump, probably from the brace and four times in his life of having to be on bed rest. Although the vet cleared him to run, and we took him to a field, and he ran like a wild thing, and jumped a stone wall to get to me! Surprise! Look what I can do!
He's learning not to put his mouth on people, slowly. We had to go to lemon juice squirted in if he did it. Now it's enough to brandish the little squirt bottle and he stops.
He's full of joy and wags his tail. Cole seldom wagged his tail, maybe only three times in his life. Milo thinks life is a joy til I'm mad at him and he has no idea why.
Either from happiness of finding him... or amazement we survived him that day.
Before I got him, I asked the universe to send a smart loving poodle, that liked kids and other dogs, that wanted to be with me, that would be pretty and sweet and healthy.
I forgot to mention, that won't grab us or the leash!
This is an indestructible chicken toy we gave as an early present. Actually he found it in the bag and took it himself.
He loves it. He often loves his toys to death, so since it's indestructible, I give it a month.
|I can climb these big stairs so I can say good morning Mana and say I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!|
When I lost Cole I despaired of ever loving again.
Although I will always love Cole, I love Milo to the edges of my heart.
|Portrait of Milo at one year old|
Milo brought me back to humanity from loss, and daily gives me a reason to reach out and love again. He has taught me about touch, and the need for it. I was so injured by childhood I had a hard time being touched, and he's teaching me the benefits of staying close.He comes in from a walk and runs to me, and flops down on my feet.
Happy birthday darling!
|Buy me all of them Daddy! You know we'll need them!|