We got a dog on Monday! His name is Milo and he’s a brindle boxer about six months old. I’ve wanted to get a dog for a long time but have had to wait until we had enough time and space to make it possible. I’ve been scouring rescue dog websites for a few months, looking for medium-sized, floppy eared young dogs, but we hadn’t gone to actually look at any yet. Then, last Sunday, a friend saw Milo at an adoption street fair, gave us a call, and as soon as we got down there and saw him, we had a feeling he was the one.
When he got to our house, he was scared of everything! The front door. The bathroom. The guy mowing the lawn outside. The chihauhau duo next door. Getting in the car. Getting out of the car. Plastic bags most of all. The woman we adopted him from had saved him from a kill shelter and thinks he was abused by his last owner. But he seems to get more and more energy the more love we give him. In the four days we’ve had him, he’s come out of his shell and has a very warm and funny personality.
Today I took him hiking in Runyon Canyon. It is amazing how many people want to talk to you when you have a puppy. He make a lot of dog friends. He bounded up to the summit of the park. He tried to flirt with Kristin Cavallari’s Yorkie (he’s clearly adjusting to the Hollywood scene very well). Then he passed out in the car on the way home.
He likes to curl up under my desk while I’m writing, which is good, because I think we’ll both be spending a lot of time there. I am turning in the final (I HOPE!) draft of Torment to Random House on Monday, and very soon, it will be time to start working on the prequel!
