“You don’t write about Roxie anymore,” was Stef’s complaint to me yesterday. I hadn’t realized until then I’m the Roxie beat writer.
Last week Helaine noticed Roxie was missing a tooth. Just like a child the first baby teeth to fall are the front teeth.
She is still a puppy. She is still teething and biting everything, though less than before. We’ve all given blood to Roxie–never in anger.
Roxie sleeps with Stef now. The puppy is about the same temperature as a small nuclear reactor. She will come in handy during the winter!