Ba-dam. Ba-dam.
Instead of being the key notes of Jaws, they should really be used to warn unsuspecting bystanders, and suspecting owners, of the terrifying teefhs that are approaching. Our sweet little puppy has a jaw of terror. We are told that all puppies do. We are smart, aware women. Yet every time that toothsome grin closes upon us, we squeal. In frustration, in annoyance, and mostly in pain. She is so perfectly pretty and lovable most of the time.
And then, there are the times of terror.