It’s me, Mochy, speaking whiff a bit of a lisp because…..
I had six teef removed! Yep. Six.
Yesterday I went to see my friend Igor at St Marks Vet, and he took out six of my teeth. Then he polished up all the rest. Igor said I was a very very good girl.
I say painkillers make anyone a very very good girl. (My Mom loves her dentist because they give her laughing gas and tell her she is a very very good girl.
Is it the good…or the girl.. part she likes best?)
Anyway. More about me:
I went in early in the morning, Boy, was I starving. I love to eat. But I need my teef to eat. And everyone was so nice to me, I wasn’t even very scairt. Dr. Sally even came in early to make sure I was OK because she knows my Mom is a worry wart.
Mom needn’t have worried. Everything went really well and the next thing I knew, I was in a taxi going home. Yipee!!!Out of the Sherpa bag!
I ate a nice dinner. Then Mom gave me an antibiotic pill. And I sat on her lap and drooled on her while we watched TV.
Coco and Ray sniffed me.
Mouse gave me a few licks to make sure it was still me. It was. Just me with 6 fewer teef!
This morning I had my pain meds. Another teeny pill. A big breakfast.
Then I rolled around with Mouse in the heated bed. (You can see it in the link below)
I am fine.
I got my ears cleaned too, for free.