I go to the greatest dentist; his entire staff are kind and friendly people, and he is technically very skilled. He loves dogs, and brings them to work with him – they have their own room in the back. He donates time and products to help others and works on a fundraiser every year. These are good people and have made me feel welcome when I was a new Texan. They have taken good care of my teeth, too.
My last visit, I brought a copy of Mathew Scully’s Dominion to read while I waited. The cover has a picture of a lamb, tied at the feet with rope. My dentist saw it and turned the book over, finding it obviously distressing. He said there was nothing one could do about what happens to animals; I told him that was not true. He then began placing instruments in my mouth so I was unable to continue the conversation, but I was left thinking about what to say or do. He scooted out before I could become verbal again, so any opportunity that was presented, I had missed.
Here is the letter I wanted to write to him:
