|Friends, I sailed through my Dental with nary a bump|
|So please leave the Belly Alone!|
|I will remind you...|
|I still have my big front Bitey Teeth!|
Miss Fitz was running all over the house rubbing her head against everything in sight when she got home from her Dental.
Miss Fitz: Sloe Eyed and Fast Pawed
Dad Pete: Our Old Hooman
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