We actually sat down and had dinner at the kitchen table tonight, and guess who was right there begging for handouts?

We don’t give scraps out like free logo pens at a convention. Ollie had to wait until we were finished eating and then we caved and put some chicken in his bowl. That doesn’t mean he didn’t whine and stomp his paw while we ate, but Mike did try to feed Ollie his carrots.

No, Ollie didn’t run off and become a futures broker, I’ve just been too busy loving my puppy to take a new photo. A cute new cupcake hoodie convinced me to dig on my camera and get back to updating Ollieday every day, not just every week.

Don’t worry. Ollie didn’t go blonde. That’s my new friend, Milo (pronounced Me-Low).

Milo is my boss’ daughter’s dog, but since she is away at college, Milo is staying at home and got to spend the day at work. He is so unbelievably cute he looks like a wind-up toy. He could fill a whole room of theater seating with people wanting to watch him pounce across the room.

I hope Milo’s office visit becomes a regular event!

I get the distinct feeling that Oliver is getting sick of me taking his picture. I’m like a leaky Hansgrohe faucet, always bothering him by snap snap snapping pictures, but how could I not when he got a new t-shirt yesterday!

He looks absolutely stunning in camouflage and (so far) the shirt accurately describes his personality.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say that you need a magnifier to find him, but that lump under the fuzzy electric blanket is Ollie.

Ollie tends to go missing whenever there are unfolded blankets on the couch or bed, and especially when the electric blanket has been left out. 9 times out of 10, he’s tucked underneath taking a cozy nap.