Tropical Bow Tie o’ the Day is a diamond-point piece. My new Hat o’ the Day is an homage to the late Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, whose wit, drive, grace, and intellect I find myself missing more and more with every passing minute. Yes, we are Ruth-less, and it shows. Skitter, on the other hand, is merely toothless—at least by by one more gnarly tooth the vet had to pull because it was no longer capable of gnawing on dog chews. At Skitter’s dental appointments, I always tell the vet to yank all of Skitter’s teeth and fit her for dentures. I could easily teach her the denture ropes. It would be a lot easier and a lot less expensive to go the doggie denture route. In my experience, the best thing about dentures is that, except for the rarest of occasions, toothaches are almost completely eliminated. And if, for some reason, your dentures cause your mouth some kind of ache, you can take them out and let them go hurt somewhere in a bowl on their own. Despite my requests, the vet never does extract all of Skitter’s teeth. Some people just don’t take me seriously, I guess. And that’s probably a very good thing sometimes. Anyhoo… Skitter is now resting at home and raises her canine head every few minutes to pout in my direction—and to make me feel guilty about forcing her to get her fangs cleaned on a regular basis.
