Teething

I was too slow to catch the snowy snout, but it's a cute picture anyway...

Duncan has lost his two bottom front teeth. The good news is that this is the first step toward losing those incredibly sharp puppy canine teeth. The bad news is that he needs to chew and chew and chew. It's tough to keep him in chewies, because he goes through them so fast - but only if he likes them. We bought the four on the right at the same time two weeks ago (the white one is older). Guess which ones don't meet his standards:

His new favourite is his Bullwrinkle. He wasn't at all sure about it at first:

Is this thing safe?

It looks okay from this angle.

But he's been won over:

And of course, cardboard is always good. 

I wonder if butt-sniffing the socially acceptable way of greeting in the gargoyle world? And yes, those are the remains of the latest stick collection all over the carpet...