The Cat Tooth Fairy comes to Kaktovik, Alaska

     Okay, so just as the day was winding down I decided to bake some crackers with home-ground spelt flour that I made with my VitaMix today.  After I did that I decided to squeeze my precious Gwennie's face and tell her how cute she looked sitting atop my cookbook on my kitchen counter.  Only then did I notice red, inflamed gums with a loose tooth.  I was immediately concerned and went to get the tweezers only to discover they were too small to do the job.  So what did I do?  Panic of course.  That's what instinct tells you.  After all it's not like I could drive to an emergency vet as there are no roads here of course.  The next plane wasn't until the following morning which means that my poor dear Gwennie Pooh would have had to suffer a whole other night before boarding a flight to Fairbanks.  Then there was the issue of cost of the flight and hotels and the quarantine upon return due to Covid.  So, instead I came to my senses and called Ann, the former principal's wife.  He retired last year but she decided to hang around for one more year for the kiddos.  Soon she arrived with two sets of pliers and to our dismay, neither worked.  She tried to reassure me it would fall out but I was still concerned and then the idea of dental floss came to mind.  So I went to the bathroom and got some and after two tries it did the trick.  Out came the little kitty cat tooth.  I've saved it in a jar for the cat tooth fairy and so I can take a better picture when I get a new camera.  Until then, this photo will have to do.  UPDATE:  Here is the new photo!

 

And thus I put it back in its jar for safe keeping.