Milo is getting bigger, and fast. He’s a super-sweet pup and already sits on command, and he’s learning how to shake and to lie down. He’s also pretty good on a leash, when he can be bothered to go for a walk. Usually he resists, until we give in and start carrying him. People all over stop us and ask about him. Milo simply rests in our arms, upside down, with his head hanging over my elbow. Labs indeed.