we've gone to the dogs

it's just occured to me that we have officially gone "to the dogs". i've suspected it several times before, but now it's official! it started a few days ago when we began letting milo sleep in our room. up until this point, he's been in the laundry room at night, snug as a bug in a rug. then last weekend at mama's and daddy's we let him sleep with us. (this was out of respect for the jarrell's who i'm sure didn't appreciate milo barking and whining whenever anyone walked by the bathroom where he was at. this happened quite a bit b/c the boys stayed up late and daddy got up so early. either way, milo was disturbing someone who was asleep!) so we got back home and milo went back to the laundry room...only now he was hooked. he no longer wanted to sleep in the laundry room. and we gave in. milo got a nice cozy spot in our bedroom floor. but that wasn't good enough for milo. last night milo woke me up in the middle of the night whining by my side of the bed. i tried ignoring him, i told him no....the whole drill. but my dedication to these principles wears thin at 2 am and before i knew it milo was sleeping on our bed! at the foot of our bed, but on our bed nonetheless. by next week he'll be sleeping on the pillow and i'll be on the floor! anyway, to top it all off, milo got groomed yesterday! yes, he got trimmed from head to toe and he looked spiffy! this experience made me realize just how attached i had become to the little guy, because i was really sad to leave him. it was a very similar feeling (not exactly the same thing, but similar) to leaving my kids for the first time. he was overjoyed to see me when i went to pick him up,(i hardly recognized him, especially with the two blue bows tied to his ears) and he just loved all over me. so it's official...i've become what i used to think of as over the top or obsessive or too attached. it's like i always say--whenever you say, "i would never...." or "can you believe some people..." or "how can they do..." it always, always comes back to you!