Now that I’ve told you a little more about myself, it’s time I introduce you to our child. No, not a real child, a puppy child. Her name is Millicent Abigail Thomas and we think she is the bees knees:
|Here she is when she was just a tiny butterball, after her first visit to the vet.|
I thought about asking Millie to do a guest post for today, but her schedule was too full (lots of tennis play-dates with Burton and Copper), so you get plain ol’ me for today’s special link-up with Karly and Jackie: Pets are People Too.
Pets are people too, and just like humans they have the most bizarre (and hilarious) quirks. I don’t know about other puppies, but Millie’s got a novel’s worth of these funny little habits she does every day.
– Every time she comes out of the crate, she MUST have something in her mouth. Someone told me this is the retriever in her, which I believe to be the truth. At first, she would grab one of the toys we would leave with her in her cage, but since she has destroyed all of her toys she now latches onto a blanket or towel. She then maneuvers this blanket up on the bed, and will sometimes barrel her way downstairs with blankie in tow.
|She just loves her security blankie!|
– She’s a little bit scared of her own shadow. Sometimes, when I walk her at night, she gets scared by the wind blowing and shadows on the ground, so she refuses to do her business and we have to go back inside.
– She likes to play a fun game called “bite the leash.” She starts jumping around, trying to bite the leash and take off running with it, growling all the while.
|When she was smaller, she would just get picked up if she was misbehaving. We no longer have that as an option.|
– She is BANANAS over her tennis ball. She barks and jumps and cries when I put it away for the night because she gets SO mad.
– If the door to the shower is open ever so slightly, she will walk right in. Girl loves that shower water!
– She picks at and eventually eats the excess hair on her tail. No matter how many times we say “Millie! Stop making a butt plug,” she keeps at it.
– When we get her upstairs to go in her crate, she knows right away we’re getting ready to leave. So, she does the only sensible thing she can do: she either takes off running downstairs (if the bedroom door is open), or she runs and hides under the bed. The only thing that will get her out is if you say “See ya later Millie, I’m leaving,” then make a dramatic fake exit. Once that happens, she immediately runs into her crate.
|This is CLASSIC Millie!|
This is only the tip of the iceberg; maybe next time Millie will clear up some time in her schedule so she can do her own post about the unique little quirks and habits that make up the precious little doodle we know and love.