They then go out to the center of the Point and run around and wrestle. Chewing on Tuck even helped 'Kita work out a baby tooth. (We noticed a bunch of blood on her muzzle and tongue and I, terrified she'd hurt Tucker, was doubly relieved it was just the first of her puppy teeth coming out, woo! I've very much been looking forward to the arrival of the duller adult teeth. Hopefully the hideous Pollock-esque network of scratches and swirls on my forearms will begin to fade...)
It's then back to the spa for a little fountain talk, cooling down and stretching before everyone heads back to their respective homes:
Once we get back, I'm guaranteed two-to-four hours of passed-out puppy. Everyone wins.
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