The pups are three weeks old. Their palates are hardening. The first teeth are starting to poke out of their gums. Mama isn't happy. Tender teats and little needle like teeth don't mix. Last night the big boy was introduced to formula. A little on the finger, he lapped it up and found his way to the dish. This morning, five a.m., the little guy was hungry too. Formula time. He got it figured out. Looks like weaning time is near. The hell raising stage is about to start.