Shoes

During the time that I have spent blogging this morning in lieu of working on my paper, Miles has successfully kept me annoyed, yet entertained.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, he puppy hops into my room and comes back with one of my running shoes, plops down at my chair, and starts chewing it.

I take it away from him, he disappears, 5 seconds later he returns with the shoe's pair dangling from his mouth with a proud grin.

It took him 3 hours and 6 shoes to get the message...

 I started collecting them on the window sill.

After you read this close out of the box before you read any food posts :)

Miles Entertainment #2

I have no idea where Miles finds things sometimes...I turn around for 3 minutes and he'll be chewing on an object from my room I didn't even know I owned.

I found out the hard way that he also swallows things he finds in the trash before I can take them away from him.

At around 2 am this morning, I heard some tummy gurgling, then some retching- some other disturbing sounds... but I must have thought it was in my dream because I drifted off again.

It all came back to me when I woke up six hours later and on Miles' bed was a collection of foreign objects his body had rejected during the night- like a soggy plastic zip-lock bag, and an unidentifiable black furry thing... sick.

Duck Pond

Apparently Miles' favorite sibling Charlie is rivaling him in the mischief department back in Maryland...

Charlie chewed an electric wire from a lamp (His Mom got zapped as she tried to take it away from him)

- He eats worms and saves half of them for later as they dangle from his back jaw

- Found a cigar at the park and tried to swallow it whole

My housemate and I took Miles to the duck pond yesterday-

 

He only laid on the grass next to me for five minutes...before he sprinted toward the pond

Plopped down in the pond water ...

 Sprinted back up to me when I called him

 

Sprinted back down to cross on the planks

 

Made it across the gap, but got so excited that he fell in when the planks zig zagged

 And then whined until I lifted him out because the bottom was too slippery for him to jump back up.

Miles

I decided to rename my blog after my golden retriever puppy-Miles.

I got him when he was 6 weeks old and he's my buddy, but he's a rascal:

He eats toilet paper and can now successfully drink the toilet water
Still forgets that his pee goes Outside,
Wakes me up at 6 45 sometimes because he's ready for breakfast...
Eats the trash
Eats too fast and throws up
Gets "intimate" with my red decoration pillow- embarrassing.
Somehow finds feminine products when we are guests in someone else's apartment,
Can't decide what side of me he wants to walk on
Licks my sandwich when I leave the room to get a drink
Pooped in my roommate's room and ate a crucial map out of her copy of Lord of the Rings. (her favorite book ever... apparently)
Poops on the porch
Brings in a stick every time he goes outside (and makes a collection under the couch)

 OH

And he has a twin...

Charlie Lives with my Mom