Milo's Greyt Adventures: Life update

Since I last blogged, I had an exciting few weeks.

All of my stitches from my dental last month have finally left my mouth. My teeth are still nice and clean. Dad did start using the antibacterial mouth rinse on me, but I seemed to starting having intestinal issues around the same time. He wasn’t sure if it was a result of the rinse or not, but has since stopped using it for the time being.

Now that the stitches are all gone, it’s easier for him to get in there and give my teeth a scrubbing. He’s been using a soft bristle toothbrush and water to get in there and clean things up.

Last Sunday while Dad was at work and Auntie stepped out from 6pm-11pm, one of the cats knocked off their UTI health chews container from the microwave onto the floor. I made a pig of myself and ate most of them. I say most, because no one was around to actually count what I ate, but the humans know that out of 100, 6 were “given” to the cats. Needless to say, this resulted in be being sick from both ends. When Auntie got home, I was brought outside (sick bottom end), when we got back inside, I was sick (top end). I had really bad poopies (if you can even call them that) for several days.

I fasted for 24hrs, consuming turkey broth (dad had that on hand), then a few pieces of turkey with broth. I was also given a regime of Slippery Elm Bark. Dad in the past 2 days was able to stop giving me that. Things are SLOWLY turning back to normal for me. I’m eating cooked extra lean ground beef – that works better than bird for me.

I started out with .5cups and slowly working my way up. I had 3 / 4 cups for breakfast, and that proved to be a touch too much. Dad dropped it back down to .5cups for supper tonight with some pumpkin (I’ve been eating pumpkin like it’s going out of style).

On October 1, a day before my 9^th birthday I got a house!! Dad, Auntie Shelley, Me and the two cats are living in a house now. I enjoy laying on one of my beds (when a cat isn’t on it) in the kitchen. It’s a good locale area where when my eyes aren’t closed, I can watch people in the living room and whoever is coming or going into the house or into other rooms.

I turned 9 years old on October 9^th, 2015. Can you believe I’m already 9??

Corns aside, I still feel pretty good. Dad bought me a honky pig for my birthday, while Dad gave me a card with money in it. When Dad was organizing from the move, he found my card from Christmas from Nana; it still had money inside it!
I haven’t given a lot of thought into what I’d like that money spent on….

Most recently Dad took me over to the newly fenced school to have a look at any openings. We decided to go into the little kid play yard. There’s only one entry/exit. We found a tennis ball, I ran after it for a bit. It was all fun and games until someone has a ball fall from the sky onto their nose. I stood there blinking my eyes and stunned for a bit. Dad tried to get me to interact with him and the ball, but I wanted nothing to do with that thing. I stood there watching it roll on by me. Meh… New off leash (after hours) play area! Score!!

That’s it for me.

Photos from my birthday and days in between: