Friday, November 17, 2006


Your kinda gross dog story of the week (skip as needed)...

I was picking up Stubbs (Stubby Kaye, Stubbalicious, The Phantom Licker) from the vet's office where he had just had surgery to remove a tumor and several teeth pulled. The receptionist is going through his baggie of medicines explaining what everything is when she pulls out a prescription bottle, shakes it and says, "And here's all the teeth we pulled." I shit you not. Rattle, rattle. I think I may have screamed a little. She looks at me and asks sincerely, "You don't want them back??".

Um. No, I don't want them back. The tooth fairy will not be coming. Sorry, Stubbs.

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