Okay, so we all know that Dan and I have no kids...another story... but WE have "MILES THE WONDER DOG"...or Miles. Our"large pomeranian" mix of a dog that we picked up at the Domestic Animal Shelter a few years ago...And upon our ride to the shelter I kept saying to myself I will not turn into one of THOSE people w/ their dogs... didn't happen... I DID turn into one of THOSE people w/ their dogs..well really the only thing that truley saves me is that Miles is to big to carry around in a bag with me and go places.... So with that said, he is our little guy. He is our child...can you blame us really. I mean all the years babysitting and loving each boy or girl I took care of and not having any of my very own, we have Miles and it works...well, we cannot do art projects with him or teach him how to say mom, but we can still play with him, and walk with him and laugh with him. He has to be bathed and groomed. Yes sometimes we dress him too... when there is a Red Sox game on. (he has his own red sox shirt) or when there is a Buccaneers football game on. We also cook together. (miles is very well fed) and he even talks back to us...meaning he will constantly get the last word in... or bark... but when we tell him not to bark and to go lay down...you an still hear the little grumble of a few barks...All we can do is laugh....but my point is.. YES he is spoiled. I feel the urge, the need to spoil my dog. My little guy. my smoosh. Sorry... What if I did have kids? I often ponder that, would I spoil them as kids in the same way I do Miles?.... 
Well, Miles has a pile of toys... his latest trip to Pet Supermarket was yesterday with Dan and I. He knows where we are going and where to go in the store. His first stop is the $1.99 toys. I usually let him pick out one and that is it. We have plenty(it's also hard to find a toy from that area he does not have). Then onto the food section of the storeand then back to the toys. He is very good in the store. All the people who work there know Miles and coddle over him, and he is very good. It's HIS Toys R Us. So he's got all these toys and he plays with them until thay cannot be played with anymore. His newest one is the little frog. We were home with it not four minute and he had one of the frogs legs chewed off. But the funny thing about it all is...when he has a new toy, just like a child he will hold onto it for a full day. I have noticed that that toy will be with him everywhere he goes. For a walk, by his food dish when he eats, on the bed, under the bed, on his bed, and back in his mouth when he jumps on me in the morning to wake me up. There is the toy, or in this case the frog.
Miles also has a perch that he rules the house from. It is at the corner of our couch and looks out onto the street we live. A palm tree in the way but other wise. Miles knows who is comming and who is going. (He would make a great member of the association, or neighborhood watch president...) Another plus to this spot is that it's got great air flow. The spot is not directly under an air vent, just a little to the side but keeps him cool in the hot summer and warm in the cold winter. He has his own little blanket too for this area. It's a white baby blanket w/ a winnie the pooh on it. It's cute and cost us nothing so it's his...but he is our boy. We love him and he loves us. He is loyal and fun and smiles and he is so good at taking care of us and well as we take care of him. His name should really be Riley because he has the life of....But you know...would I spoil a child of my own this much... some of ou may say yes and those that I babysat for may think otherwise, because of how strict I was... but who is to know... All I know is that Miles is our dog, and however we choose to raise him, he does just fine here @257. He can be spoiled because he will not go into society and work for Microsoft or have the pressure of getting good grades in school or pay a loan back. Miles just needs back to him the unconditional love that he puts out to us....He's got it!
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