Another unsolved crime at the Knobloch house.
If you read my blog yesterday, you know Tad had a tooth situation. I was to call the vet this morning and arrange for his extraction surgery.
Tad woke up normal; an hour later he emerged minus the blackened, crooked tooth that has been his signature trademark for the last two years.
You can read about his crooked mouth in my first book.
We searched and searched….no tooth could be found.
A good thing, I would need a Haz-Mat glove to pick that gem up.
Did it fall out outside, we checked the yard as best we could…..but finding a brown tooth in the brown dirt is not the most optimistic venture.
Did the dog fairy come and steal it away…..it would have to be a Goth Fairy to want that blackened beauty.
Did he swallow it……doubtful.
The usual round of suspects have been brought in for questioning, they aren’t barking.
Bailey will eat anything……..
Bud will chew anything……as the murdered teddy bear kong would testify if he were still around.
These two have a rap sheet a mile long; remember Mr. Goldfish? (a former blog).
You are one lucky little dog, Tad…..and just a tad cuter now……