November 25 2014
I put Milton in his Thundershirt and couldn't have picked a better day to do it.  My neighbor directly across the street was blowing leaves when we went out for mid-day piddle; Milton didn't even pay attention to her.  When I came home for the night, my lawn service had finally been to the house to blow leaves, clean gutters, and trim bushes.  I went in wondering if I would find a berserk Milton and the crate contents in ruins.  Nope!  My boy was chill and had no unusual behavior.
My conclusion:  the Prozac has kicked in, he feels safer, and we're on the way to a happier life.

November 24 2014
Some goodies arrived today for Milton from Amazon: a self-warming crate pad, a Thundershirt, and Bach Rescue Remedy (Adaptil was hard to find, expensive, and I've heard good things about Rescue Remedy so I thought I'd give it a shot).
I just took off Milton's harness and I didn't even pay attention to the fact that he had his soft toy in his mouth. Then I spent a few minutes trying to figure out how the Thundershirt goes on, and when I went to put it on him, I moved his toy. He didn't get aggressive but let me know that he'd prefer to keep it, so I'll try the Thundershirt again later. How did I know "he'd prefer to keep it"? I guess a quick movement to keep it in his mouth, and that was it - no other signs. So he's still attached to some toys, but not enough to fight me over it. That's an improvement, I'd say!
I'm wondering how long I should wait to invite anyone to the house. Milton does seem to be tons better. I have a couple of projects that I need help with - moving furniture - and I don't want to do that yet till I get some direction from Dr. Beth.

November 23 2014
A good day with nothing unusual to report. Milton certainly knows "down"! Now he'll go into a "down" without the command and seem to expect a treat! Nope, he only gets the treat if I say "down". He's such a smart little stinker! Gosh, I love him.

November 22 2014
Last night Milton was a bit growly - the bad neighbors had some guests, I guess. When we went out front for a piddle, he was distracted, got startled at something, etc.  When we went back in, he kept going to the top of the stairs and the sliding glass door and doing little growls, but never went anywhere near crazy. We had our cuddle, and I put on some "Through a Dog's Ear" music for him, which I usually don't do when we go sleepies.
Today has been a great day. We had two walks in daylight!! and he was a good boy, even with a lone walking female. He looked over and checked her out, then went back to sniffing for a good spot. I did some work in the backyard and hooked him to a tree branch. He just lay there in the sunshine while I worked. He just loves sunshine! We came back in and I did some work in the garage while he was inside. I kept waiting for some barking or scratching, but nothing. He was just waiting for me when I came back in. I also moved some furniture and he just hung out and watched.
We did some training, and I can now say that my boy knows his seven common commands. I'm so proud!
I think he's gotten over the tiredness from the Prozac, too.

November 21 2014
So today I'm testing my poop theory - after breakfast, we just went out for a piddle and no walk. I figure I'll solve a couple problems by walking him during lunch instead. That solves the problem of walking in the pitch dark when there are a ton of people and cars around, and it might get him on a once-a-day poop schedule and free me from frustration. We'll see!
Got home from work for the weekend - went piddles, but he wasn't interested in pooping yet. So we did some training.
WHAAAAHOOOOOO!!  Milton knows "down"!  Mom's doing a happy dance.  What a smart and handsome boy!
About midafternoon, while I was on the computer, Milton sent me a message by going to the top of the stairs, lying down, and looking at me. I didn't catch on right away, then I heard him go all the way down the stairs.  Ah ha!  Yep, it was poop time.  So he's sending me signals and I'm learning to read them.  What a smart and beautiful mom!  ;-)
When we came back in, he looked across the street at a neighbor doing some yard work and did a little growl, but that was it. A few weeks ago, he tensed up at the end of the leash and barked and barked.
Progress!

November 20 2014
Only unusual thing today was Milton not wanting to budge from his crate again this morning. So no breakfast or walk. I gave a meal when I went home for lunch, then out to the backyard for piddles and poops. No poops.
After dinner, out to the pitch dark backyard for poops. I had to walk him around and around the yard for about 20 minutes to get a poop out of him.
I always thought/knew/was told(?) that doggies need to do their business after every meal, and that was true of my four other dogs, but maybe not for Milton? Maybe I should just chill out about insisting on getting a poop out of him twice a day?

November 18 2014
After a cuddle last night, I put Milton in his crate and we went sleepies (around 9:30).
This morning I came upstairs at around 6:00 a.m. as I usually do on a work day. I opened the crate door, and usually Milton comes out, stretches, and we hang out on a the sofa for a few minutes waking up. This morning he didn't want to budge. Was he tired? Cold and not wanting to leave his warm crate? I finally got him up by fixing coffee and then fixing breakfast, but I had to coax him to eat. 
Usually he wants to go walkies right after he eats, but he wanted to go back to his crate! Really, I didn't blame him. Nice warm crate, or walkies in the single digit breeze? It takes forever for me to get it together for a walk in this weather: coat, earmuffs, scarf, gloves, coat for Milton put on just right over his leash and harness, poop bag, kleenex, treats, clicker, flashlight... lordy, I want to move back to someplace warm!! Milton gets impatient while I go through this rigmarole and I always worry he'll poop right there by the door. He never has, but I had one doggie that would have done that. Anyway, we didn't encounter anyone else on the walk (they obviously have more sense than I do), Milton did his business, we came back in, and he went directly to his crate.
So I don't know how worried to be about this behavior. Maybe it's the cold, Prozac, both? I keep the house at 66 degrees in the winter. I hate it, but can't afford to raise the temperature and might even have to lower it further. All I want to do is cry these days!
While I was back in the bathroom getting ready, I heard one loud bark, but I don't know what caused it. My guess would be one of the bad neighbors starting one of their huge vehicles, or their poor doggie that was out in the freezing cold. I feel so sorry for the poor thing - he has a shock collar, and I'm not sure if they keep him outside 24/7, but they do make him stay outside quite a lot, and he just barks.
Anyway, one loud bark at a stimulus is an improvement. When I first got him, or even as little as a couple weeks ago, he probably would have been a lot more excited and run to the sliding glass door, still barking. 
Such a nice warm greeting when I got home from work. He reaches his little arms up and just stands against me and I bend over and hug him and scratch his back and rub his ears... he can stand that way for a long time.
It's now after dinner and we just got back from a relatively long walk, and he didn't poop, even after coming back and walking him around the backyard - a LOT - and saying "Poop! Go poop!" Finally I gave up when I hit the point of frustration. So all I can do is, once again, stick him in his crate all night. At this rate, he's only outside the crate for a couple hours a day. That can't be good for him. I'm crying, I'm so frustrated. I'm a horrible puppy mom.