OK, here’s the threatened update.

He is, as everybody agrees, the most beautiful and charming puppy you could hope to see. When he’s asleep.

Of course when he’s awake it’s a completely different state of affairs. Dr. Demento, The Thing From Outer Space, the Spawn of the Devil, Evil Incarnate, That Damned Dog, ChewEverything, Pluto The Dog of the Underworld — he has any number of aliases.

It’s always the same result. You, or your shoelaces, or the Aubusson, or the wistaria, or the formerly budding James Grieve, or anything within reach, will get chewed.

He met Josh Robson, aged 6 months, on Sunday, the first time Milo had seen a baby. Curious, and presumably tasty, so Josh’s hand got chewed. Josh didn’t seem to mind too much.

Yesterday he met Nathaniel Ellis, aged two-and-a-half, the first time Milo had seen a toddler. Curious, and presumably tasty, so Nathaniel got chewed all over. His teeth (Milo, not Nathaniel) are like little needles, so Nathaniel quite naturally objected. Milo countered by going to sleep, thus winning the ‘Ahh, isn’t he cute?’ battle.

He is tremendously energetic for 30 minutes. He’ll then have a meditative chew on any loose part of me that happens to be within reach, failing that, my socks, trousers, jacket, whatever.

He’s not as keen on his food as Padi was when he was a pup, but he has eaten most of the garden, including rhubarb leaves and a castor oil plant. I’m amazed he’s still alive.

And as you can see, it is very difficult to take good photographs of puppies. My admiration for fotoLibra members knows no bounds.

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