You can’t really tell from the photo above, but my sweet boy Griffin’s wonderfully scruffy beard is gone. The culprit is sitting on the left of the photo. Turns out big brothers make the best chew toys. And he not only tolerates it, he loves playing with her. I hope as she progresses through puppyhood, that the need to strip hair diminishes and he gets his beard back. But it explains her hair balls (though I am still maintaining she is part feline).