I recently made the kids an appointment with a new dentist as our old one does not take our insurance. I thought that this would be great...he was right down the street, his office staff was friendly on the phone, and I had very high hopes. Now, after this terrible year full of cruel jokes, you think I would know better than to get my hopes up.
As most of you are aware, I absolutely, without doubt, 100% hate the dentist. This being said, even taking the kids is a challenge for me....the one thing I hate almost as much...taxidermy animals and hunters. This is where my story gets funny....or sick and twisted...I'm not sure which.
Zoe and I walk in last week to meet the new dentist face to face. We stroll up to the front desk to check in and hey...everything seems great so far! I'm not fleeing for my life...Zoe is calm...all is right with the world...until...I start to feel beady eyes staring me down and look to my left....Crap...
You guessed it...my own little personal nightmare has come to life before my eyes. The beady eyes belong to a full size buck that this jack wagon has killed, stuffed, and crammed into his office as decor. As I started to look around I notice the buck isn't the only furry friend to have met his demise in a similar fashion. The entire office is full of dead animals. I kind of felt like Ace Ventura at that point.
We returned to his office today to have Moo's cavity filled...and lets just say the jury is still out. I hate the office decor...love the staff...think the dentist is kind of an idiot, but he seems to handle Zoe and her little hysterics pretty well. I suppose as long a I don't find out he has a side business of stuffing the dead animals he murders personally we can continue on with his office for a while.
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Don't even ask him...you just don't want to know...
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