Mummy went to the pet shop to get a pork hide chewy bone for Silky. I knew mummy was going to get a big one so that Silky would use her whole mouth so her baby fangs have to chew it.
Daddy, the chewy bone which mummy got for Silky wasn’t big, it was gigantic!! Silky got a smug expression on her face when we sat together in front of our chewy bones. Well, never mind. My chewy bone suits my tiny mouth.
Still, I felt a bit jealous because I am Silky’s big sister and big sisters always get bigger things than baby sisters don’t they? I gradually became moody and angry on our way to the park and when mummy made me walk quickly I was fuming! I felt neglected! Silky got a huge chewy bone and I wasn’t allowed to enjoy my relaxing walkies.
When we got out of the park I decided to protest. I sat down on the pavement and refused to move. However, mummy encouraged me to walk using the bribery word “lunch lunch”. I was hungry so I had to walk didn’t I?
Good things happen to good doggies. When I was protesting again sitting on the pavement I saw an old lady in a red jacket across the road. The red jacket, the beautiful grey hair and the gentle smile. It was my beloved Lady I!!
We crossed the road to see her. Lady I cuddled me and kissed me so I kissed her back. I explained what I was upset about and all that. Lady I said that I was her friend and when I visited her house one day she would give me huge sweeties. She also said I was GORGEOUS!!
Anyway daddy, the man in the pet shop said that the baby teeth would come out in the end. Mummy said what she had seen on the Internet but he said that those were all vet’s advice so they were not always true, bogus. He also said that generally the longer the baby teeth stayed the stronger the adult teeth would be.
That is good news for Silky because she is scared of being at the vet isn’t she? Even standing on the scale made her terrified. Imagine what she would be like if she had to be at the vet on her own and have her baby teeth pulled out!! Anyway daddy, I will play tug with her, while she chews her gigantic chewy bone.
I feel that I am a very good big sister thinking of my baby sister’s dental health. So will I get a huge porkie bone next time, daddy?