Milo's a cuddler.
It took a while for him to get to this point — a lot of ear pulling, the smacking-me-in-the-face phase and of course the day he took a particular interest in my back side.
He still pokes me in the eye from time to time, but I know it's out of love so I let it go. I'm hoping Dan teaches him to scrape off my eye gunk and feed it to me. And I really hope he doesn't find it as gobsmackingly yummy as I do. But then again, how could he not.
And...back to snuggling.
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