Trixie Trident here...
You will not believe what just happened to me! I crunched down on a French fry and broke my back tooth! I'm not sure what was in there, but whatever it was, did some damage. Just great. Now I'll have to find a dentist. Not only do I not want to go hunting for one, I don't even like hanging out with dental humans. At all. You see, they don't believe in the tooth fairy. So where does that leave me? Because that's what I am. I'm not sure where they think little kids get all that money, but it's not from the Easter Bunny! That fat rabbit wouldn't give you the time of day, much less hop in someone's window and leave cash. We have a history, you see...but that's a story for a different book.
Whatever dentist I find, he or she better be quick at fixing teeth, because I don't want to spend any more time than I have to in the presence of a tooth fairy non-believer.
I'll keep you posted about my dental appointment. Although, aside from getting my molar repaired, I can't see anything good coming from the visit.
Writing is Imagination in Flight
About Me
- Ruth J. Hartman
- Ruth J. Hartman spends her days herding cats, and her nights spinning mysterious romantic tales that make you smile and laugh out loud - or so she's been told my readers! She, her husband Garry, and their two cats, love to spend time curled up in their recliners watching old Cary Grant movies. Well, the cats, Roxy and Remmie, sit in the people's recliners. Not that the cats couldn't get their own furniture. They just choose to shed on someone else's. You know how selfish those little furry creatures can be.
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