Holy Moly! We have a teeth-ager. I repeat. A teeth-ager.

While I think a nice calm dog would be lovely I've got to admit that I love my mischevous little Tasmanian devil. His cheeky little face really makes me laugh.

And life would certainly be far less interesting without his troublesome ways

 

I was just about to add something like this -- while I'm looking forward to the day I don't have to watch him CONSTANTLY, he's never done anything so bad to make me angry. He just looks so ridiculous when he's got a piece of contraband in his mouth, his tail straight up, looking to start something, that I can't do anything but chuckle.

 

That's the thing about them they know they are funny and they know they can get away with murder if they make us laugh. Mine seem to really enjoy making me laugh. They get so pleased with themselves when they know they are funny