I don’t know how your May Day went, but part of ours was planned back in early January. In the first week of the new year, I thought Anime had a toothache and possibly a loose tooth, so her vet told us to bring her in. The poor girl ended up getting twenty teeth extracted because she had an infection in her bone! (Dogs have 42 teeth, so she lost almost half of them.) She had a tough time of it for a couple of days, but she’s so naturally happy that she bounced back with lots of affection and good meds. It took a while for all her sutures to dissolve, and she loved her modified diet so much that we’re still spoiling her by making it part of her daily meals.
ANYWAY, it was so sobering, that vet visit and the dental surgery, that Tom immediately called a vet where Pollock once got his teeth cleaned, and made appointments for Delta and Jack. The earliest they could get them in was today (four months later!), so off they went. Things went much better for them. When we picked them up this afternoon, they were quite stoned and the reproachful looks they gave us…. BUT neither of them needed any extractions. And while they were under, they also got their nails trimmed.
Not to leave out the others, while Jack and Delta were at the vet, Tom took Eva and Anime separately to Petco for nail trimmings, too. Here are a few pictures to show you the dogs’ May Day moods.
Delta says: My mouth hurts, something happened to my toenails, and I am high AF. Why do you treat me this way? Is it because I’m the middle child?
Jack says: I won’t forget your betrayal. My dew claws seem oddly shorter. My breath is not frightening people away. It was my superpower! I think I’m just gonna try to sleep the rest of this day off.
Anime says: The gentleman at Petco said I was a very good girl when he cut my toenails. Fooled him: I am ALWAYS a very good girl. I deserve a treat.
Eva says: It took two Petco people to handle me and my aversion to pedicures. No. You may not see my toes. I had JUST gotten my talons to dragon length, like the fierce creature I am, and now they are nothing but stubs. Maybe if you bought us all…
BALLS! Tom got us an entire rainbow of new balls!
And then all the dogs were able to eat, even the two with sore mouths, and so were Tom and I because I prepared a good meal to cap off this busy May Day of errand running and dog drama.
Hope you had a great first day of the month whatever you did.