Dopey Dog
The big black dog went and got her teeth cleaned yesterday. For those that don’t know how this is done, the vet knocks her out (so she doesn’t get bit, I’m sure!) and then does the task of getting those chompers cleaned. The clinic called when she was done, and all was good. Always good news when anesthesia is involved.
When I picked her up, she was still a little dazed - ok, alot dazed. As the night went on, the poor thing was falling over when she would sit up, stare into space and then finally slept really, really well.
Her teeth are beautiful - probably because she doesn’t drink coffee and red wine, and it seems her breath is even better! She’s more stable this morning and couldn’t wait to get her breakfast.
