She had some painful dental surgery yesterday. She has some bad gum disease. That noise you hear is my mother gasping in horror. She lost some teeth, and now has to go to vet dentist to try to save some others. She is pain and unhappy and I have to shoot antibiotics into her mouth twice a day. I fooled her once. But this afternoon, I think half the pink stuff ended up on me. She’s on a wet food diet now, and can’t be left alone for days, as I galavant across Canada, with a giant bowl of dry food. Therefore, she is coming up with me this weekend, so we can continue her cycle of antibiotics.
It’s very sad, and she is not happy. She hasn’t left my bed since yesterday, except for eating a couple of bites of food this afternoon, after she spit pink stuff on me. So I was trying to cheer her up.