I have to say I'm a little nervous. No, not about doing a post on my own, but because I had to see the Vet yesterday for my annual exam. I don't think that any of us really enjoy going to the Vet's. Well other than Mom bcuz she think's that Lily's Vet is very handsome. Oh sorry, I'm straying a little bit.
The day started out innocent enough
So of course we all get there and Daddy and Lily stay in the car while Mommy takes me in.
There were many BIG dog's in there and they were all talking to one another. I didn't like that at all. BIG dogs scare the bejeezers outta me.
Then they called my name. I tried to hid under Mommy's arm but my little butt was hanging out and they found me. Dang it all!
After we got to the exam room, they whisked me away to the back room. We all know what happens in that back room. Yup! Back door stuff. Temperature taking and butt glands. Guess that's why they call it the BACK room.
I finally get reuinited with Mommy and then the Vet walks in carrying not one, but two BIG needles. OMD, they're gonna stick that where? I was a really brave girl and took it well. I didn't even try to bite him.
Next came the looksie at my teeth. Well, that didn't go very well at all. First of all, I don't like anyone touching my mouth. I didn't like it much so I gave the Vet a little, low level growl. Mommy said she was really proud of me for handling it all so well. Again, no bites!
But Houston, we have a problem..... I've got a badly broken tooth in the far back. We have no idea how that happened but it has to come out. If I don't get it pulled, then I could get a very nasty infection in it which would only lead to more problems.
Who me... Worried? You betcha!
Mommy said it must be done, so she made the surgical appointment for next Wednesday. Can I say I'm less than thrilled with the idea! I don't do well when I'm left alone at the Vet's. I'm a little woosie without my Mommy to protect me and to hold me. And I have to stay there most of the day? What kind of crap is that?
Mommy said that if I'm really good, that the Tooth Fairy will come at night and leave me something special under my pillow. She said too that there will be some yummy soft food for dinner for awhile and even some yogurt and Frosty Paws too. That's what I'm talking about!
Have you had to have teeth pulled before? Maybe you have some words of wisdom for us on what to expect.
Mommy is trying to be a brave little soldier for me. But we can see she is worried. Lily must know that something is up because she didn't leave my side all day yesterday. She's probably thinking, better you than me.
We've had a rough few weeks here. The Stinky Fish are gone ~ Yeah!, Mommy is still very sick with this respiratory infection (which BTW, the Dr. informed her this morning, is lasting well over a month in people here), my tooth needing to come out and Grandpa Bob's skin cancer surgery that is coming up in two weeks.
But don't worry, we're made from tough stock! Like Grandma use to say "sometimes we have to throw ourselves on our swords."
In the end, my question to you is this..... Do you believe in the Tooth Fairy?