School's Out

Yesterday was an eventful day for Emme. Last night was her last night in puppy school. We worked on “Come.” Emme is a champion at coming to anyone with a piece of chicken hot dog in her hand. In real life she is not so reliable. At the last class, each puppy was given a soft latex squeaky toy as a graduation present. Emme was underwhelmed. She looked at it and left it alone. I thought that she might be more interested in it when we got home and there were no distractions. No, thanks; not interested in that toy. This morning we let Rudy play with the toy and he and the toy are inseparable. He is lying on the floor next to my computer squeaking that toy as I write this. He loves it. Emme has been more interested in it as Rudy plays with it, but Rudy is not letting it out of his mouth.

Yesterday Emme lost a puppy tooth. All day long she has been playing with her mouth, holding her head up high and chewing nothing as far as we could tell. I wondered if it was sore gums from getting a new tooth. In the afternoon, I was rubbing her gums to try to give her some relief and felt a wiggly tooth in the back of her mouth. She didn’t eat much at any of the meals, so she knew that something was not right in her mouth. At puppy class, she was chewing a piece of chicken hot dog and her tooth fell out on the floor. I picked it up and took it home with me. It is still on the desk in the kitchen. I guess there is no such thing as a puppy tooth fairy. Emme is much more comfortable today and did a much better job eating her breakfast this morning.

Yesterday I got out the glue and repaired the goose girl ornament that Emme “modified.” It is back hanging on the tree.