Cutest thing ever

Today is the little monster's birthday. He's five. I let him sleep under the covers this morning way longer than I normally do, and then we had a little dog party before I left for work.

When I first got Milo, he weighed less than 2 lbs and he looked like a little tiny ewok. I used to take him to my office with me, where he would curl up and sleep on top of my desk next to my computer when he wasn't tripping over his feet chasing a tennis ball back and forth. Back then, I worked for much cooler people than I do now.