Here are photos of the motley crew but it was hard to capture Chipped Tooth's chipped tooth because he wouldn't sit still:
Wrigley has a chipped tooth. He had a play date with a buddy, also named Wrigley, a chocolate lab, and perhaps things got a little out of hand. We need to take him into the vet who will refer us to a doggie dentist which I'm sure is going to cost a pretty penny.
So, in light of this, Tom and I now have renamed Wrigley to "Chipped Tooth". Sounds tribal doesn't it? I think Wrigs likes it. He's starting to respond to it.
We'll say things like, "Did you feed Chipped Tooth?" or if Wrigs walks up to the couch to say hello Tom will greet him with, "Hey there Chipped Tooth" or today on our evening walk I said, "Chipped Tooth is about to take a dump. Do you have a poo bag?"
And Chumley had a slash under his eye last week. It's mostly healed but you can still see a little bit of it. So now we have Chipped Tooth and Slash Eye living amongst us.
Chipped Tooth just ran through the screen door and broke it. OMG it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. I literally fell to the ground laughing. Tom does not think it is funny. But me and Slash Eye got quite a kick out of it.