Sigh. Poor little Arty * is gettin' his teef removed today. I feel like SUCH a heel. His entire front and bottom grill are rotting and I think those bad boys are getting extracted. He will still have a few left, I'm pretty sure. One of the girls @ the Animal Health Clinic told me her dog has 3 teeth left (she's 9). And her breath has never been better. There's the up-side I guess. Though, I doubt Reggie would care even if he understood that logic. All he knows is his mouth hurts NOW and his mouth will hurt a few hours from NOW, too.
Corn dropped him off (though, he threatened to kidnap him and not bring him in because he felt bad). I'm gonna pick him up after work. Ugh. I feel worse about this than when we got his nuts removed. Because that's standard procedure. This isn't reeeeeeally.
We may need to change his name again. Gums Malloy?
* "Arty" derived from "R.T." derived from "R. T. Farns" derived from "R.T. Farnsworth" derived from "Reginald T. Farnsworth" derived from Reggie, Reginald, Chachi, etc.