Diva Dog had dental work today.
(We call her Diva Dog because she never asks for anything. She knows someone will come to do her bidding. For example, she will not bark to go outside. She will lay down in front of the door and wait. She knows someone will come to accede to her wishes without her having to ask.)
The vet says she has a bad case of cocker mouth (and she’s part Cocker). That means that it’s easy for her to develop dental problems. Unlike most dogs–and people–in Cockers, the gums do not recede from infection; they grow to cover it and hold the bacteria more tightly to the teeth.
She lost seven teeth today. And her annual physical last year was just fine.
I came home with a fist full of doggie dental products.
Ever since she came home from the vet, the World’s Largest Yorkie ™ has refused to leave her side.
The vet promises that she’ll be pretty much back to normal tomorrow.
So far, she’s only had to take one doggie Rushie.
She’s a good dog. I’m sorry she had to go through this.