Yesterday my therapist said i need to spend more time outside in the sun. He told me i needed to take Milo to a park for some hiking and running around, and that i should bring a friend. There's a park nearby called Avalon, it's really nice. It's an on-leash park with a lot of trails through the woods, some big fields, a "labyrinth" and a hugeeee duck pond with a grist mill. I've taken Milo there a few times in the summer, but we haven't been in months since it's so darn cold. I grabbed his Cuz and the camera and layered my clothing since it was ick cold and mom and i drove over to my friend Kiko's house to pick her up. I guess she didn't see/hear us pull in so i left Miley and Mom in the car and went to get her and also see her adorable lab X greyhound (probably) mix Pumpkin. Pumpkin is 10+, super mellow, and likes other dogs but isn't the rough-and-tumble type. She's kind of the sniff faces and cuddle kind...Anyway, when i got there Punky was all "OHHH auntie alex i missed you *kisskiss*" so when we got back to the car i told mom and she was like "would milo be okay if you bring her?". I wasn't entirely sure, so we decided to let them meet in the yard and if they were okay we'd bring punky along. I leashed Milo and Kiko leashed Punky and got her outside. Milo was sniffing her face and trying REALLY hard to play, bowing and springing up all over, and Punky was all waggy and happy, so i thought it'd be a go. We let them get used to each other and then Milo came back over to me and just sat there all good. I got in the front passanger seat with Milo on my lap (i know, i know.). Kiko tried to get Punk to jump in, but she wouldn't. Pumpkin's rather large, Kiko's rather small, and my mom drives a Hummer. Mom got out and help Kiko hoist a very waggy Punky into the backseat. Milo was just looking out the window. The Pumpkin stuck her head over the back of my seat to say hi. Milo turned around, saw her, and went "ARKrgabdjlgfdsjahgfSLJGASDL die pumpkin GROWL SNARL I AM A HORRID LITTLE SCHIZO DOG". I just wrapped by arms around his chest and leaned back so he couldn't bite me instead. Punk's response? Flop down and stretch out across the backseat, get nice and comfy. She gave Milo a look that plainly said "shut the hell up". Poor girl didn't want to get out of the car at all, Kiko had to basically drag her out. I felt bad, but once we got there we realized even if she came it would have been to much hiking for her. I just wanted to post this so you can sort of realize how Milo's behavior is. Fine one second and nutso the next. He's not particularly territorial, it's just that the car was too much excitement and he got overwhelmed. When we got back home he played very nicely with Benji, so at least it wasn't a terrible setback. I was a little upset, but it could have been worse. i got a ton of pictures, but they came out very very light, so i'll need to fix them up.