Five...count 'em, FIVE Teeth!

Today, we brought our cat Norma to the vet...It was my first time at the vet, and while there were some interesting new scents to while we were there, not much of note happened...

Except that Dad FINALLY caught a look at a new tooth!

You see, up until now, Mom has been the one who has been catching sight of all the new teeth that I seem to be sprouting with alarming regularity...(Though Gramma Mindy swore she saw buds before anyone else...)(

After the first two, we had a bit of a lull, and then two more popped out up top, followed by a fifth up top next to the two in the center.

At one point, I was testing these new suckers out, and was grinding them together, which REALLY gave Dad the heebie jeebies...he proclaimed that I was not to do that again...

I still do it, just not while he's around. :-P

So...we are now at 5! AND the world knows why I was a bit crabby lately...

To celebrate....here's a classic, unreleased picture...