Thursday, July 14, 2005
Monsa hand had been avoiding me for a couple of days. Since he is normally an outgoing little guy I was getting worried. So I went to someone who might know what was wrong.
"Theo, did I upset Monsa? He seems to leave the room when I enter."
She scrunched up her head and thought for a moment. "He told me not to tell, but he is hurting Biggy."
"Hurting?"
"His tooth. He was eating some chocolate covered peanuts and one was hard and it hurt his tooth. He says it aches and he's afraid."
Now this got my attention. Monsa hand was brave to the point of being reckless. "What is he afraid of?"
"He thinks if you find out he is broken he will have to leave. He's a big goofy."
So that was the problem. The poor guy thought that if I see he is "broken" I will make him leave.
"Monsa hand! Come here now!" I scooted Theo out of the room and when monsa hand peeked around the corner I motioned him to come closer to me.
"How are you doing guy?
"Ok." he muttered without opening his mouth at all.
"You know how much I love you. Don't you?"
"Yes" sniff
"What's wrong, you can tell me?"
He paused and I could tell he was gathering up all the bravery such a small body possessed and he opened his mouth.
"It hurts all the time and I'm afraid" Well since his mouth was open it came out "ig hurgs agg og the tige and i'g agraid"
I immediately found the problem when I touched his top middle fang.
"OUCHHHH!" he then bit me causing him to use his fang and cried out again.
"OUCHHHHH!
"Stop biting me shrimp." I picked him up and prepared to tell him the bad news.
"Guy. You have a loose tooth and we need to go see Doc Wilson so he can fix it."
"His one sad eye popped open at the word 'fix'.
"He can make it not hurt? Let's go now." he then jumped off me and took off for the door.
Thus our first dentist trip for monsa hand.
"Theo, did I upset Monsa? He seems to leave the room when I enter."
She scrunched up her head and thought for a moment. "He told me not to tell, but he is hurting Biggy."
"Hurting?"
"His tooth. He was eating some chocolate covered peanuts and one was hard and it hurt his tooth. He says it aches and he's afraid."
Now this got my attention. Monsa hand was brave to the point of being reckless. "What is he afraid of?"
"He thinks if you find out he is broken he will have to leave. He's a big goofy."
So that was the problem. The poor guy thought that if I see he is "broken" I will make him leave.
"Monsa hand! Come here now!" I scooted Theo out of the room and when monsa hand peeked around the corner I motioned him to come closer to me.
"How are you doing guy?
"Ok." he muttered without opening his mouth at all.
"You know how much I love you. Don't you?"
"Yes" sniff
"What's wrong, you can tell me?"
He paused and I could tell he was gathering up all the bravery such a small body possessed and he opened his mouth.
"It hurts all the time and I'm afraid" Well since his mouth was open it came out "ig hurgs agg og the tige and i'g agraid"
I immediately found the problem when I touched his top middle fang.
"OUCHHHH!" he then bit me causing him to use his fang and cried out again.
"OUCHHHHH!
"Stop biting me shrimp." I picked him up and prepared to tell him the bad news.
"Guy. You have a loose tooth and we need to go see Doc Wilson so he can fix it."
"His one sad eye popped open at the word 'fix'.
"He can make it not hurt? Let's go now." he then jumped off me and took off for the door.
Thus our first dentist trip for monsa hand.
