He's off his rocker.

All play and (little to) no nap makes Miles ka-ray-zee! You'd think he'd been at a rave, twirling glo-sticks and chugging water. But noooo, this is how my little, somber angel is acting these days. I hope he crashes tonight; Lord knows that space shuttle Discovery Miles is rapidly headed for re-entry, and we (the crew) are getting a little anxious about his landing. I'm hoping that I can make it through the night without a bite mark.