The Toothbrush

My mama, Dotty Allen, her horse, Midge and her furry friend.

Sitting on the porch of their small cabin, my grandparents, my aunt and my mama enjoyed a pleasant evening on their Colorado ranch. As the family visited together, the family dogs tried to join in on the family fun. Since the pets had horrible breath, my grandfather, Tom Allen chased the dogs off the porch and would not allow them to sit any where near the family.

My mom, always the animal lover, felt sorry for her canine friends and devised a plan that would allow them to sit on the porch once again. The young girl decided that she would simply brush their teeth.

As she put her plan in motion, she knew she would need supplies: a toothbrush and toothpaste, but where was she going to find a toothbrush? She decided that if she were caught using one of her parents’ toothbrushes, she would find herself in a whole lot of trouble. At the same time, she did not want to use her own toothbrush, so she decided to use her sister’s toothbrush instead.

Well, her plan worked, and the dogs were granted permission to sit with the family on the front stoop. Life went on, and her sister, Barb, well, she never did find out that she was not the only one that used her toothbrush, and as for the dogs and my mom, they kept this escapade to themselves!

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