I have adapted a small metal box as a scare tactic when Rhyn insists on chewing things he shouldn't - like my office chair seat, a box of business cards, my jeans. With a few coins inside it's a great noisy thing for diverting his attention.
I cannot wait until the puppy teeth stage is over.
Let me be clear, though: all the disagreeable things are nothing compared to the love this little prince brings to the house.
Rhyn and Zoey, surveying their domain |
Rhyn, not sure about something or the other... |
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