That's right. Killer has finally started loosing her puppy teeth. We thought this day would never come, but man oh man, did we pray for it. Those little teeth are the sharpest things I think I've ever felt. What was meant as a little nip will make your hand, ear, or nose look like you failed at a homemade piercing job.
Killer has also lost four teeth on bottom.
She's so pitiful. She can't keep anything in her mouth. Everything just falls out the MAJOR gap in the front of her mouth. Her teeth are hurting so bad we've had to start wetting her food so she will eat it. Poor thing. We hope this stage of loosing and growing teeth comes to a close quickly. By the looks of things, we're in luck:
Look at the top of her mouth, those two teeth she lost Monday are already being replaced by adult teeth. Hooray!
My 22nd birthday was jam-packed with fun activities all week. When we checked the mail on Monday I had two packages waiting for me. Well...I was so excited that I couldn't wait till Tuesday to open them.
Grandma Jean and Grandpa Don sent me these super cute earrings and bracelet.
Sara and Steve sent me this adorable skirt (which I wore to church today and got several compliments on).
Brad gifted this awesome book upon me! Mockingjay, the last Hunger Games book. He's so sweet - just listen to this story. I always have the car (we only have one mode of transportation), and when I don't Brad is always with me. When's a boy to go buy his wife a birthday present? He walked to the bookstore during his lunch break one day. So sweet!
We also celebrated Friday night by going to Six Flags with our good friends, Brian and Kayla Caldwell. Brian works for Lockheed Martin and they had a stellar party at Six Flags. Free parking, free buffet, and no lines. Best night ever. We rode every single one of the roller coasters.
Brian and Kayla, ya'll are so great! We love hanging out with you! Thanks for making my birthday so great!
The final birthday celebration was Saturday morning when we went to the High Museum of Art to see their Dali exhibit, which was fabulous!
We're pretty positive that 3 1/2 months in dog years equals the terrible twos in human years. Killer has become quite the hand full these days. As soon as the door opens out she goes. She thinks it's so fun to run away when you're trying to catch her, which means she constantly has to be put on a leash. She also has started peeing when she's excited. I've had my foot peed on at least twice, along with a leg, a hand, and various other body parts. This girl sure does love her daddy though. Tonight she really proved it by marking her territory while sitting on his back.
Her new favorite activities include pulling everything out of the trash can and this doosey:
That's toilet paper in her mouth...yum.
She loves ripping things to pieces by thrashing them around until they disintegrate. She's become quite the little climber/jumper/monkey dog. We have mushrooms that grow around our complex where we take her out to go potty. She loves to do her business then run straight to a mushroom, grab in her mouth, and run away. We can usually catch her and pin her down long enough to pull it out. But one night she was more crazy than usual and Brad's certain that she was high on shrooms.
Despite her occasional awfulness, we do love this cute little thing.