LOVE IS BLIND

So off we go again today to look at more houses. We did a ton of recon yesterday driving from Tierra Verde (a small island community south of St Pete) all the way up the coast to Clearwater.
We’ve been looking at a variety of houses all different shapes and sizes. One thing I realized yesterday was a multiple-level home could work but not if the master is on the upper level. This of course would seem obvious with a blind dog but I quite frequently miss obvious signals.
Wednesday night H2 was telling me that Marley and Morgan were taking the stairs when they went out since we’re on the fourth floor. Great idea right? They come back tired and it forces us to get some exercise as well. So in my infinite wisdom and on a whim I decided to take Miles down the stairs. Before you get appalled at my lack of common sense remember that I am normally the most protective parent imaginable. Needless to say that was a disaster, just because Miles knows what “step” means on a normal walk isn’t the same as a full blown 4 flights of narrow stairs. Anyhow it was closer to body surfing than walking. And we only went one flight. I am convinced he can learn to navigate stairs just not like that. Which is good because one of the houses we like has some stairs.

Yet another nap after a long day!

One of the things we do to make miles comfortable is put one of my worn t-shirst in his crate with him. This one ended up on his head right before we migrated him to the kennel before we left. Yes I am that kind of a parent anyone who has seen pics of Morgan can attest.