die vampire die... and not the [tos] kind

okay, i have to start this off by saying that the last few days have been a little rough.  i'm having some teething issues.  i'm told it's completely ordinary and normal but it's not fun.  i want to chew on everything.  and i mean everything (see the following example... it's mookie's hand).

I also was biting ankles, door frames, pot holders, tubes of toothpaste, crocheted blankets, woven blinds, okay i could keep going but i'll spare you the massive list.

but a few days ago, the dynamic duo did diligent detective work (yeah, i love me some alliteration, deal with it).   they found this toy called a chilly kitty chew.  i swear, that's what it's called, i'm not making this up.  i have to tell you, it's awesome.  before the 'chew' i was stressed.  i was freaking out:

after that i started acting all mopey and pensive:

but then the chew arrive.  and guess what... wait for it... you can put it in the freezer so the outside gets cold and crunchy.  it soothes my aching gums.  i love it.  here it is, and yes that is me napping with it.  

it has made me so happy.  bring my dinner to the futon please...