I'm sure gonna miss Milo as a wee baby. I remember the day I put him in the basket for photos. He was nine days old. Everyone was like "whoa, how'd you get him to smile." Still to this day I'm convinced he was smiling and it wasn't just gas (as many had presumed).
Just last week I had rented a macro lens and had to photograph Milo's amazing lashes before returning it. I wish I could claim the genetic link to those lashes, but they're from the other half. This was all before he learned to open the dog food container and attempt to hurl his whole body inside.
Six more days to go!