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Likes: Sleeping in the sunshine, swimming, car rides, tennis balls, bug hunting (see below), chasing squirrels, sleeping on warm towels or sheets straight from the dryer, attention of all kinds!
Pet-Peeves: The deep fryer (he hates the sizzling sound), the vacuum, getting his nails cut, cell phones, beeping or technology of any kind, thunderstorms, (you can find Milo under the bed if any of these events occur)
Favorite Toy: Indrid the Bug, Son of Indrid, any chewstick, any toy he has shredded or disemboweled that has pieces of stuffing trailing out of it (the ultimate goal is to get THE SQUEAKER OUT!!)
Favorite Food: leftover cereal milk, turkey, pretzels, cheese, ice cream, bacon, pancakes, beer (he only gets to lick the empty bottle)
Favorite Walk: Around the neighborhood, to grandma & grandpa's, the reservoir, the park, anyplace with rocks or water
Best Tricks: Giving paw, sitting up, laying down, sitting, staying, hiding biscuits and toys, hunting bugs (he can spot a spider on the wall over a mile away. If a moth gets in the house, it will be hunted down and eaten immediately)
Arrival Story: Milo was purchased "on sale" from the back of a very dirty pet store that was later shut down by the state for health violations and prior cruelty to animal charges. He was not in great health when purchased- he had cuts on his nose, swollen paws and weak legs. But I couldn't resist his charm and wanted to "rescue" him. He was already 6 months old at that point and the pet store had him in the very back of the store with a giant sale sign on him.
Bio: The history of the pet store and its owners was discovered about a year after Milo was purchased. With the help of several websites, I also discovered that Milo had been bred and raised at an Amish puppy mill in Pennsylvania and the pet store owners had purchased him at an auction. That mill has also been shut down for cruelty charges. Milo is now a wonderful, loving dog (he's my special boy!). He used to have separation issues and trouble getting along with other dogs, but he has since conquered these troubles and is now as close to perfection as he can get! He spent the first 6 months of his life in a place with no green grass, no sunshine, and no toys to play with. I would have given anything to see him as a tiny puppy! Milo is smart and so easy to love. Anyone who meets him or sees him falls in love with him.
Forums Motto: All Good Things Come from Milo!
The Groups I'm In: ☆ Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe ☆, ♥The Dog and Cats Group♥, **Dogs & Cats who luv ice cream!!!, ♣ Furiends'N'Fun ♣ , AnimaLimpix 2008, DAWGS JUST WANNA HAVE FUN!, ~*Dog Park PlayGround and Pawty Place*~, Angus' Angels, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Dogs Of The Future, Firehouse Dogsters, Lets Paw-tae!, New Site Homepage! Sweet!, SMART JACKS!, Top Terriers, Zealie Lotto, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
The Last Forum I Posted In: Happy Birthday To Tee Cee he turns the BIG 12! (IT'S A PA
Lookit me!:
Here I am in the end credits of the movie "Firehouse Dog!"
Mummy has been walking around singing this song to me, "We don't need another heeeerroooo..." she says it is frum some moovee in the 1980's, which seems like a very long time ago if you ask me. Anyway, she is a-teasing me because she says I AM a hero. I thot a hero was just a sandwich, but upparently it is a lot more than that.
You see, yesturday the Little Prince was playing in the living room, and Mummy went into the kitchin to refill his sippy cup. All of a suddin he stops playing and goes over to the safety gate (which leeds to the stairs). He starts climbing it! I was looking at him, thinking, wow, that kid sher can climb, but then I thot -WAIT!- he is NOT supposta be doin' that! So I skratched at the gate with my paw to tell him to stop. Only he didn't stop. I thot maybe he was gunna fall on his head, so I kept skratching at the gate, hoping Mummy would hear me. You know what? She did! She came running in just as the Little Prince was reddy to topple over the top of the gate. Mummy was in shock, I think (but I'm not sher if she was in shock over what I did to help or the fact that the Little Prince can climb like a monkey). So needless to say, I have become quite the celebritee around here. I akchualee helped my little bruther! Like Lassie or a polees dog! If you are thinking that is kind of extraordinary, you are right. So now I can add HERO to my long list of kingly dooties.
Ok, ok. I have seeriusly been failing my loyal Dogster followers. I can't help it! It's tuff to be a king AND a big bruther! I promiss I will write more often. One thing I must tell you is that the Little Prince can TALK! Yup, he says all kinds of funny things, and the best thing of all is that he can SAY MY NAME! Well, it's sort of my name. He says MI-MO. But I'll take it. He tries.
Mummy says that my behavior is uh-TROH-shus today. She says this because I tried to fight the baby for a Cheerio (it was mine first, I tell you), and then I growled at Deddy because he tried to put me upstairs after the unfarchunate Cheerio incident. I do not know what uh-TROH-shus means. What are the chances that it means "utterly fabulous?"
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