and then. this is not the same photograph, it's a momentito later, or before, so please enjoy again. and then anyway mister was adamant about turning left when we needed to go straight or right to get to the beach so i said your call though i knew he was mostly just considering the bones at the dentist. so we get there and there's the bowl sitting on the table inside and i duck in and nab one and draw him away and as we're leaving mister lingers and a nice lady comes with the bowl saying sorry, she thought he was deprived of a bone and i admitted i snuck one and said he loves your bones, he's a bit of a hog and would eat the whole bowl, oh well, maybe just one more, well, if they're good, she said, and mister swallowed and looked at her the same as he did before. such a good dentist. when i get my gumption up i'm gonna go there for my teeth, oh lord.