Open Wide and Say "Woof"

I went to my new dentist today, and she told me that I have "good canine guidance."

I said, "I know, Doctor, but what about my teeth?"

Bah-dum-bum. Kish! Thank you, ladies and germs.

Apparently, our canines, the teeth that frame our front teeth on top and bottom, are not only good for tearing raw flesh from recently slaughtered mastadon bones, they also provide alignment to the rest of our teeth when we chew our tofu or corn dogs. Those lacking good canine guidance may find that their teeth go askew when gnashing, which can cause your front ones to collide and chip. Ouch!

That said, despite my superior alignment, I'm looking at a molar extraction pretty darned soon. Roma will be my role model; she had one pulled and one reconstructed—twice— and didn't even take a day off from work.  So, do yourselves a favor. Stop reading this and go floss your teeth right now. Yes, now!
-z