It was hideous beyond belief, a creature so horrible it sent cold chills down my spine. Its blazing eye and grinning, rictus-like smile turned small children to stone. And it was in my house! Right there on the dog beds!
Those teeth! Were they dentures? Little wax inserts kids used at Halloween to look like Vampires? Whaaattt?
Oh, wait. It was just Molly Malone, smiling while sleeping in the quite common greyhound “cockroach” position. Shameless wench.
Dear, sweet Molly. But, really. Those teeth?