The Case of the Missing Dentures
" Lisa, I can't find my teeth. I put 'em on the table last night. I found the top ones but can't find the bottom ones " , my grandfather said. So, my husband and I did our best Nancy and Ned impression and started looking for the missing lowers. We looked in the living room. Not there. We looked beside his table. Not there. " Maybe they're in your chair" , I said. "No, I looked." After looking under, over, and below items, and in different rooms they were still missing. " Maybe a rat got 'em." Maybe one did. Maybe it needed a set of lowers. Rats gotta eat, too. He decided to check his chair once more. Ned Nickerson and my grandfather found them; they were rattling around in his chair. Maybe the rat gave 'em back.