What big teeth he’s getting

Being a serial puppy raiser has made me jaded. I remember being riveted when Tucker’s baby teeth started to fall out. I saved some from him and his successors; a small collection sits in the bottom of one of my jewelry boxes. But the thrill has faded. This morning, when Steve found this on the floor of our bedroom…


…I rolled my eyes. “Don’t you want to blog about it?” he asked. Not really, I thought.

I changed my mind because I think the transition to Big Dog Teeth is one worth noting. It’s been easy to overlook in Adagio because he’s been so good about NOT using his baby teeth as weapons. Many puppies do. Two or three months into life with some of our charges, my hands and arms have been covered with scratches and scabs. Adagio, in contrast, almost never nips. He chews his toys — a little — but he’s not obsessive about it.

The molar that Steve found today is the first one Adagio has shed and we have discovered. My guess is he swallows most of them. But a look inside his lips shows he’s already well into the transition:

“IS this necessary?” he seems to be asking.

Once the big ones have displaced the little teeth, it will take a while for Adagio’s head and body to grow enough to match them. That will slip up on us too, I’m sure, even though I’m trying to pay attention.


Good girl, bad girl

Steve and I were shocked a few weeks ago to notice that all of Beverly’s puppy teeth appear to be gone. She HAD a mouth full of puppy teeth when we got her back in June, but now here’s what we see in her mouth:


What happened to the lethal little daggers? Did they  fall out one by one and get vacuumed up, without our noticing any of it? Did she swallow them? She’s not talking.

What we did notice is that Beverly, more than any other puppy, never gashed our hands or chomped on our other body parts while she was going through the teething process.

That’s one sign of what a good girl she has been.  Here’s another: one day recently, we found her curled up on one of our soft chairs, looking extremely comfortable.


This is NOT a good things; CCI puppies are supposed to stay off the furniture. Steve is much sterner a disciplinarian than I am, and he immediately ordered her Off! It happened a couple more times in short order, and I shrugged my shoulders. (We never succeeded in breaking Kyndall or Dionne of the habit, once they figured out how cozy they are.) But Steve persisted in making Beverly get down. And she now seems to have completely stopped doing it! Can she have learned that climbing onto the furniture is unacceptable… and be obeying us? The mind reels…

Still, it’s too early to reach any conclusions about just how good a girl she will continue to be. This morning, I unwittingly dropped a $20 bill on the floor of my office. A moment later, Beverly began leaping and rolling around ecstatically, flinging something in the air and then pouncing on it. My twenty. I leapt up to save it, but found a piece missing. Pried open her jaws. Found a big chunk of the missing piece. Searched around in her mouth again and found the last bit.


I’ve taped them together and am hoping the bank will trade me it for an unmolested one.

What BIG teeth she has

When young humans lose their baby teeth (at least in modern America), it’s a big deal. The Tooth Fairy makes an appearance; money is involved. In contrast, when young dogs lose their baby teeth, you can entirely miss it.

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In Kyndall’s case, we know she had baby teeth.  She routinely sunk them into us; they drew blood. Back in January, I blogged about how obnoxious they were.

But here it is, barely two months later, and when we looked in her mouth yesterday, the only razor-sharp remnants were the four little canine daggers. Where did the other teeth go? (We assume she swallowed them).

This is a happy landmark. Steve claims to have read that it can take a year or so for the adult teeth to become fully set in the dog’s mouth. But Kyndall’s not a terribly chewy puppy, which means she’s not very destructive. And unpleasant encounters between her mouth and are skin are rare.



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She really hates having her mouth held open to show off her chompers.
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Notes the big canine beginning to emerge from her gum. It will displace that dangerous little baby canine.

Perils still lurk. Although Steve regularly makes an effort to file them, Kyndall’s claws are still fiendishly sharp. They won’t fall out. I think they just have to grow bigger and duller.