Give this Dawg a Tooth Fairy!

Chihuahua with only half its teeth, June 2005

To see your dog so drugged out that he can't keep his twitchy Chihuahua head up is funny; to know that it's all because you never cleaned his teeth and he had to have 11 of them out, well, that's making one OCD blogger feel plenty guilty.

But before I launch into an open apology, Stanley, let me remind you that you never let me clean them. You bit me. And even the Vet understood. And I know I could have spent $150 getting you put under so they could be cleaned, but, well, John Kerry needed that money more than you. And now-- your teeth, your teeth! Plucked and thrown away, like oh so much Democratic Senatorial power.

I know, Stanley, the pain of teeth frolicking (remember?). And I know, too, that the difference between animal dentistry and human dentistry is like the difference between, well, health care for the poor and for the outrageously wealthy. The latter problem we can do little about at this juncture, but for the moment, get prayin' and bring us a tooth fairy!