My brother Rocco is in surgery right now to have his baby teeth removed. Usually when puppies (like humans) are ready for their adult teeth, the baby teeth fall out. But Rocco's mouth decided to hold onto his baby teeth, and now the nice vet dentists are removing them. I bet in the morning he'll get a payload of prizes from the tooth fairy under his pillow!
Rocco loves to take things from around the house and put them in his "spots". At last count, the pink bed included: One sock (dad's), one sock (mom's), one tank top (mom's), one coathanger (mom's), 2 toys and a seed pod from outside. If anything goes missing in the house we know the first place to look. I need to keep an eye on this little dude.
I don't know why everyone gets so out of sorts when I come in the house looking like this. 22 seconds later I was in the tub. Life is so unfair.
Rocco and I love to wrap ourselves in the blankets. As of the other night, he's sleeping in the big bed too, and burrows under the covers all night, like I do. I think Mom accidentally kicked him in the head this morning, but he can take it.
