Dentists!

"Wow, there's a rock in my pizza," I told Allen while we ate in a little restaurant in Gila Bend AZ.  "How did that get there?"

"It's probably a tooth," he said.

Well, it turns out, he was right.

It was a tooth alright.  And, it needed fixing.

So, I made an appointment and went to the dentist to get it fixed.

And, I am grateful.