Today’s charming photos don’t match the title of today’s post, because I have no photos of the many times that I intervene when the puppies are trying to chew on me or each other too roughly. I insert a knotted rope, mini Kong toy, crinkle dog or stuffed dragon between what I don’t want them chewing and the acceptable substitute, telling them, “No, chew this.” And it works, especially when the object offered squeaks. They are easily redirected but that doesn’t mean they don’t need the message multiple times during the times I’ve called wild rumpus.

A local family of Griffon enthusiasts stopped by yesterday to see the puppies and meet our big dogs, another opportunity for the puppies to socialize. They will be 7 weeks old tomorrow and I’ve gotta say the time has gone really quickly since that night they were whelped. There’s just one week left until families will come for them. Note: I’m heading down to Chicago tomorrow for a funeral and won’t be able to post again until Sunday.