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The Trials and Tribulations of a Transplanted Diva

I made a snarly face at Dash Today!

..... and he laughed at me!

A Toothy Experience

Well, today Dad woke me up really early. I wasn't too happy about that. We girls need our beauty sleep, besides , I'm just not pretty in the morning. I got dressed in my trademark red harness and we ventured out.
It was a longer walk then usual, a different route. The sun was warm and the air nice with a pre autumn breeze that smelled so good! We walked a long way. I was getting a bit tired when I saw where we were going! HOLD ON A MINUTE! NOT THE VET! What the heck have I done now?!?
Dad dropped me off and I heard the nurse say I was here for a teeth cleaning. OK ,that didn't sound so bad. They gave me a shot and I started to feel sleepy. I dreamed of treats and running in the park and oh yes, treats! I was eating a whole package of my favorite dream treats when I heard in he distance the doctor tell my dad that I needed a couple extractions.... I remember thinking that I didn't know what they were but I hope they were treats!
I went deeper asleep and don't remember much of anything. I slowly woke up in a clean steel cage with a bit of a hang over and a mouth that was kinda sore. Something was different! My two front teeth were gone! Incisors I heard Dad say. OK mine were kind of buck toothed and kinda crossed in a weird way which always made Dad laugh when I made snarly faces at Dash. There were two back ones missing also! My mouth began to hurt!
A nurse came by and gave me another shot and the pain kinda went away. I was very groggy and decided that I really did need that beauty sleep Dad had denied me his morning.
Dad came tonight and picked me up after work. I was happy to see him but too out of it to show him how much. He carried me home in his arms and I kept falling asleep. Finally he put me in my carrying bag where I made myself quite comfortable and had another happy sleep. Some lady stopped him and asked him if I was alive. I woke up long enough to give her one of my withering,"How DARE you disturb my slumber?" stares. When he told her what I went through , she laugh and said she was sorry for disturbing me. I was so grumpy and groggy, if I had a middle finger, I probably would have flashed it at her.
I am home now, curled up in my favorite spot, on the back of the leather couch, with my nose buried deep between the cushions, smelling that wonderful leather smell. I drift off to sleep and dream. Tonight however not of treats but of a Tooth Fairy with hairy knuckles.