The mole at the optician

This evening I had an appointment at the dentist for a professional cleaning. I wasn't happy about it and made it difficult for the hygienist.
Nevertheless she played Don't worry, be happy as a reward for me. She is so sweet.
Afterwards we hurried to the optician. I had destroyed my glasses a week ago and we hoped that she could fix it once again. Fortunately the glasses were ready and I can see something again.
I really like the sign of the optician: The mole who can watch butterflies with a little help of his glasses :-D