My Fur baby. It has been almost 4 years since Milo was born. I was never a dog person and whenever my daughter asked for a dog, I would give a thousand excuses to not get one. Finally, as the years passed by the demand grew stronger and I caved in to her desire. As we checked out different breeds and sizes to find a suitable one that fits our family we heard about a breeder in our town. We decided to pay a visit to see some puppies and immediately fell in love with the breed. Milo was born in May, and we brought him home in the last week of July. It was hard for Milo, and we were anxious as well. The whole family decided to spend the night together and none of us slept. Milo kept whining and was so restless inside his crate. Finally, in the wee hours of the morning I decided to take him to the living room so the rest of the family could get some sleep. Milo kept on whining as he was not at all happy where he was and after an hour, I decided to let him lie near me. He