Not much going on at the clinic today.  Bea and I like to take these opportunities to consider things that often trouble us.  And when I bark about us, I really mean Bea, because she tends to get troubled by lots of things.  It started as she was licking her paws today.  Whenver the ground is wet in the morning, Bea cannot rest until she's licked all the water off.  I try to tell her that her paws are not any drier after she's done, but when Bea sets her mind to something there's no changing it.
So, as she's cleaning her feet she notices, almost as if for the first time, that her thumbs are missing.  Porscha the bull terrier was in yesterday to have hers removed, but Bea swears she's never had them.  You can't take Bea's howl on anything, so investigate I did and sure enough, no thumbs.  This led us to wonder about some recent visitors that also had missing parts. 

There was Lance the chihuahua that had only one testicle.  Mother had to look for the missing one during a procedure.  Turns out it wasn't missing at all, just hiding in a different place.

Then there was Mercedes the bull dog, that mother examined for a missing tooth;  one of her extra large teeth up front was nowhere to be found.  Mercedes is still just a kid but all her other teeth had grown in, so mother had to look for the lost tooth with some black and white pictures.

I don't know if she ever found it because she was talking into the number machine on the wall for a long time afterwards.

After some serious thinking about the missing body parts Bea and I were exhausted and had to lie down for awhile.  I had a hard time sleeping wondering not only where the body parts had gone, but who was taking them.  Until I figure this out, I may just have to sleep with one eye open, I like all my parts right where they are.