Ever since I’ve known Tootsie, she’s always been a wee bit self-conscious about her neck. As you know, Tootsie loves to climb trees, and one of the downfalls of climbing trees is that sometimes you fall down, and when you do, you may get the stuffing knocked out you. That’s what happened to Tootsie, more times than she can remember, but would that stop her from climbing trees? May it never be!
Her “injury” (if you want to call it that) is that her head now tilts a little to one side. It’s not a terrible thing, and it doesn’t hurt, so it’s just merely, as they say…cosmetic. It’s a common condition that lots of Whimsies suffer from…though, as I say, “suffer” is not really the right word, since there is no true suffering involved beyond, perhaps, injured vanity.
But last Summer, when we were all dressed up and having a photo shoot in our pretty Summer dresses, Tootsie took a look at this picture in particular, and it really vexed her, and she cried and wished she could do something about her droopy head. Well, if there’s one thing Miss Chrissy can’t bear, it’s a crying Whimsie, so she did a little Research on the Internet and decided that perhaps there was something after all that could be done to help poor Tootsie feel better about herself.
Miss Chrissy suggested a Surgery. Now, since we don’t know any actual Whimsie Surgeons, Miss Chrissy volunteered to do the job. From what she could tell from her Research, she believed the operation wouldn’t be that difficult and was sure to be a success. 
And Tootsie has such great faith in Miss Chrissy, knowing she would never cause her any harm, that she immediately agreed. And for a while, it felt like the problem was solved!
Except, of course, that months and months passed, and the Surgery was never actually performed. Even though Miss Chrissy had gathered all the needed supplies and was ready to Operate whenever Tootsie said “Let’s do this!” Tootsie in fact was too involved in other things to give her neck a second thought and for a while it seemed like the whole idea had been forgotten and the Surgery would never take place.
But then, last week, at the first hint of Spring, Tootsie put on her blue jeans and sneakers and ran outside looking for trees to climb. And of course, you know what happened. More stuffing knocked out of her! She came back into the house, once again crying, not because she was hurt, but because it suddenly occurred to her that she had put this off for way too long and she begged Miss Chrissy to do the Surgery straightaway and put her head right.
Well, Miss Chrissy wasted no time! She prepared the Operating Table with a clean white towel and brought out the needed supplies: rubbing alcohol and cotton balls for disinfecting, a scalpel for Incision, a clear bandage for closing up the Incision, and of course, the very much needed stuffing.
Now, as I mentioned before, since we are Whimsies and not People, we do not feel pain, so there was no need for anesthetic. Tootsie simply lay down on the Operating Table and held her breath while Miss Chrissy prepared to Operate.
And it was over almost before you knew it! A simple clean Incision, quite a bit of stuffing, and one skillfully placed bandage, and little Tootsie was so soon being whisked off to the Recover Room, where she recuperated from the ordeal by sitting very still under a blanket for a number of hours (to give the bandage time to “set.”)
Though Tootsie was in no pain, Dr. Chrissy prescribed a period of rest, since the whole thing had been such an Ordeal, so as much as Mr. Squee and the others wanted to check on her and make sure she was alright, she was allowed only one Visitor—ME! Her best friend in the Universe.
We sat together for a couple of hours watching and re-watching Pride and Prejudice, until at last the exhaustions of the day, and calming music lulled Tootsie to sleep.
And the next day, she was as good as new! No, wait! Even better! Of course on the first sunny day she ran right outside looking for trees to climb, but Miss Chrissy has made her promise to try to be a little more careful in the future.
Hmmm…We’ll see how that goes…
P.S. and B.T.W. So many thanks to Mr. Russ, who helped us set up our first slideshow!! 🙂
