Not many people know this but around the house Niki and I call Milo Squeaks. It started out because our pantry/coat closet (we don't have a lot of space in the apt.) squeaked when you opened the door. Since this is where we keep Milo's treats and bones, when he heard that door squeaking open he would come running. So we started calling him 'Squeaks' in light of his new habit.
Well I greased down the door, because the squeak was bad enough but we also don't need Milo running over every time we get our coats out.
As it turned out Squeaks was still the perfect nick-name for him though, because he makes it his mission in life to remove squeakers (and stuffing) from toys. Like this poor toy here, just two days old...
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