The Tooth Chicken Brought Me a Squid!!

How's that for a statistically improbable sentence?  Nevertheless, it's quite true.  The wiggly crown that turned into the Tooth from Heck continued to misbehave, ending with gum surgery followed by extraction yesterday.

I must admit, when the dentist told me (a while back) that I would likely lose the tooth, my first thought was to wonder what the Tooth Chicken would bring.

I've decided to call him Squiddy!

He's entirely hand sewn, and very affectionate with the children, as you can see. Either that or he's really hungry.

As Oob said, "He's sooo cuuuute!  And piiiiink!"

I haven't had a visit from the Tooth Chicken in decades, but it was worth the wait.  As long time readers know, I love squid!