Formaldehyde….. Tweezers ….. Blood & Bones…
Poor little piglet, your loss has brought vast oceans of sadness upon our planet. In the form of painful stench, bone chilling noises, and slimy skin. Yet the souvenir that I had taken of you made my day a bit more hilarious. That tooth, that little itty-bitty tooth from your baby-waby mouth. Yes, we (or shall I say ‘I’) did have to suture your mouth open with a ‘snap’ & a ‘snap’ to reach it; but that didn’t change that it was such a cute little quarter inch tooth.
You know what made my day even better? When I made Mare snippety-snip-snip those tiny-winy veins of yours…. Not that the action was so fun at all…. But watching Mare freak and gag and giggle little laughs of horror was priceless. Accidentally flinging your toe in her general direction was pretty ridiculous too.
Well, I guess it will be a hoot to see what hilariousness I can conjure up out of you next week Wilbur (or at least the different organs we can ‘open up for closer examination’).
With affection and latex gloves,
Your Winged Angel
P.S.
I had pizza for dinner and there is a good possibility that your mother provided the delicious pepperoni and bacon.
Hahahahaha I can't believe you made me do that! and you kept his tooth? there is something wrong with you haha
ReplyDeleteno.... but i will forever keep the image of that tooth in my mind :P
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Your dissection process seems to have been quite the interesting task. You guys definitely made it more fun for Ireland and I, just by making us laugh even more at the hideousness of the fetal pig laying "exposed to view" in our lab pan. And that pepperoni looks mighty tasty, I must say. :)
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