Monday, February 14, 2011

Missing Millie


As many of you know, we had to find a new home for Millie over the weekend. I don't want to get into details, but she now lives in Alabama with a friend of Blake's from high school.


From all appearances, Millie was an awful dog. From the day that we brought her home, her little quirks and sassiness gave us a run for our money. She was very stubborn and though we tried, we weren't always as consistent with her as we should have been. But there was something about this dog that we absolutely adored.


Sure, if you knew her you might know that...

...you better be on your guard if you want to get through our front door. She has been known to keep visitors on their toes.
... you better not even try to deliver mail. Even just the sound of our mailbox door would make the dog bark like crazy.
...she loves to eat ... ANYTHING!! Brownies, bagels, chocolate, bread, tissues, the list could go on. If she could reach it, she would eat it.


But, we knew a different dog. The Millie we knew...
...was terrified of fireworks and thunderstorms. On the fourth of July or New Years, you knew that you could find Millie in the closet, behind a table or underneath Blake's feet.
...was a great snuggler. Even when I was 9 months pregnant with G, that dog could find the crook of my pudgy knee and cuddle up. She was a great blanket on the couch while watching tv on winter nights, too!
...was ALWAYS excited to see you. Whether we had been gone all day or just ran upstairs for a minute.
... LOVED to play fetch. She would chase a ball all day long.

But, there was one major reason that we loved this dog. And it has a lot to do with our little boy. Griffin has grown to LOVE his "Me-na" and this is what makes me so sad about having to say goodbye. He would crawl over her like a speed bump, throw the ball for her and laugh so hard when she pounced on it and he also knew that if there was anything on his plate that he wasn't into, that Millie would gladly take it. We are seriously going to miss this terrible dog. Because, to us, she wasn't so terrible.




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