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I was a teenager when Grandma lost her upper false teeth ... whole family searched and searched her little apartment - no teeth.

Couple of weeks later she told us she was just sitting in her chair and said to Fifi, her toy poodle, "Fifi, I do so wish I had my teeth."

Then Grandma told us how Fifi jumped up and went to the screen door to go out, and promptly dug up and returned Grandma's upper false teeth from the flower garden!

All Grandma ever talked about was how smart Fifi was to find and bring her the teeth ... never about the little rat she was to steal and bury them!