Yesterday we had a Clambake in our backyard for our son's 30th birthday with ~35 guests.  Uncle Andy was wearing sunglasses -- as do many people on a sunny Saturday afternoon.  Milo was wearing his Rufwear Harness because our deck has lots of steps, and it was crowded and busy and he's new to this Tripawd business.  One of the guests thought Milo the Tripawd was Uncle Andy's service dog, and figured Uncle Andy must be blind.  She said she had been ignoring Milo because "that's what you're supposed to do for service dogs."  Poor Milo -- she had an awesome plate of food right in front of him and he couldn't get a peep  of attention out of her! 

It was Day 16 since the amputation, and Milo is a curly-haired dog.  He still looks like he was recently run over by a lawnmower with big shaven spots from the amputation, a 4"x4" shaven spot for his fentanyl patch, the shaven abdomen for the ultrasound, and spots on his legs from the IVs over the past few weeks.  And the 18" scar down the whole front of his body!  Definitely not the typical service dog look! 

Of course, we thoroughly enjoyed calling Uncle Andy "Blind Andy" the rest of the day, especially after he'd make a bad throw in a lawn game!

Meanwhile, we were all happy to have Milo being Milo.  A bit slow and tired in the heat, but hopping about now and then to visit guests, watch lawn games, sneak pieces of cheese from my best friend.  It's a dog's life!