::180104:: I used to be a real tearer-terror. Anything I could get my little padded paws on, I would chew or shred! This is when I was 10 days past my three month birthday. I pulled the poopoo newspaper from the toilet and happily began my art of dissection. Got caught in the act! As the last picture of the series shows, my daddydog Poppy was not very happy with me!