My Trip to the Dentist

It was my trip but Mom's dentist. She had her teeth cleaned, fluorided, and polished. She says every time she's gone for the past 40 years the dentists always tell her she needs more work. She tries to take good care of her teeth just because she likes to have that nice smile for her clients. Her teeth look fine to me, too.

I sat on her lap and made sure that Cindy, the hygienist, didn't hurt her. When she had her xrays done I was all snuggled under the "blanket" with just my nose sticking out. Trust me, I was fine, but one of the other ladies wanted to hang with me for a bit so I let her, while I kept one eye on my mom. There's an ultrasonic water pick type of thingy they use on her. High pitched whiney sound, but I kept my cool.

One of the other ladies at the dentist's is a Yorkie mom, too. She and I got on really well, and she showed me pictures on her camera phone of her baby, Zoe, who only weighs maybe 2.5 pounds. She's teensy. I gave her some of my stuff that I outgrew last year. Between you and me, I'd rather NOT wear clothes and only do so for a short time to please Mom.

That's it for now..

Love, Mary-Margaret