We got to meet our Gramma an' Grampa over Labor Day!(HIGHPAW! They give GOOD scritches!)
Anyway, I decided it was my turn to blog, so I grabbed Momma's camera and did a little Investigate Reporting while they were here. (Unca Ryker'd be proud)
This is what I saw:
Gramma decided we all needed to learn to use toothbrushes, and she even tried convincing Allie that a PINK toothbrush was stylish and would complement her collar and toenails nicely.
Momma called that a FAIL. Especially when Allie refused to open her mouth. No matter how hard Gramma tried.
Of course Faraday saw the Whole Thing, and so when Gramma picked HIM up next...
But by then, she'd already given up on toothbrushes (what a relief, since I was third in line!).
Check out that smarmy smirk on my brofur's face. Hmpf. Mebbe I need to put the bitey on him more often....