Friday, August 1, 2008
You won't believe this, my trainer left weeks ago and I've been missing her somethin' terrible. Her family knew I was sad and lonely, so I figured they'd bring back my trainer. The left the house today and came home with...this! This is not my trainer. This is a poor substitute for my trainer.
They tell me to be nice and gentle because this little guy is only 2 weeks old. He's so tiny, I can't even get him to play. He just keeps trying to nurse me. And you know what, I think THIS needs a name. My trainer isn't here so he has no name yet. Any ideas?
I know, Milo. Doesn't he look like a Milo?
But my trainer might like your ideas better than mine.