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TIFU by letting my daughter think that our cat had murdered the tooth fairy

Happened on Tuesday but my sister thought it was hilarious when I told her l, so I'm sharing.

So my daughter, who is six, lost her second baby tooth that morning. Fast forward to bathtime and it is getting late and I am camped out on the landing, playing duolingo and listening out for when she is done.

Suddenly there is shrieking.

A great big moth has flown into the bathroom and is doing its best to bash itself into the spotlight in the ceiling.

I go rushing in and my stupid brain decides that I can kill a couple of birds with one stone by both reassuring her and hurrying her into bed because it was a school night and I want some evening to myself.

So I brightly exclaim that it must be the tooth fairy checking so see of she can collect her tooth but, oh no, you are not in bed yet so she may have to come back tomorrow. What a shame.

This has the intended effect and mermaid barbie and her court are in the process being swiftly ousted from the bath and into the tidy box when I hear the ungodly clatter of my cat launching himself upstairs at speed.

You see, my cat has a prey drive iof about 11 and pays his rent in pest control. If it has more than two legs and is smaller than say...a terrier? He will kill it. With extreme predjudice.

The moth, which had been fluttering in and out of the hallway and bathroom decides to batter itself agaisnt the spotlight again and Neo (the killer in question) launches himself across the landing, springs beautifully from the toilet tank and bashes it straight down onto the bath mat.

Fucking chaos ensues.

My daughter screams bloody murder as Neo shoves the moth into his maw. She nearly breaks her neck clambering out of the bath shrieking at Neo to stop killing the fairy.

Neo legs it downstairs and I am left with an inconsolable six year old and a fine, silver smear on the bath mat.

It took a good twenty minutes to calm my overtired and overwrought darling down but she did go to sleep and the tooth fairy did come by morning.

She is still refusing to talk to Neo.

TLDR: I tried to stop my kid from being afraid of moths by saying it was a fairy. Unfortunately my cat ate the moth in front of her.

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