Life and times of a Saint BernAussie, rescued from Evil Steve and Wicked Wanda
such an adorable face. and hey, everything's a chew toy.
EVERYTHING is chewable! You know, I bought that grinder with the intention of smoothing his lethal little dewclaws, but only succeeded in sharpening them into certifiable weapons. I had to wait until he was sound asleep to use my nail file to round the tips enough so he didn't slice us open on a daily basis. Between the flailing paws, the passing scrapes of pointy little teeth, and the occasional "pinch" from the herding Aussie side of his gene pool, my hands look like I've been farming blackberries and detasseling corn.
those puppy teeth are damn sharp.