Showing posts with label broken tooth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label broken tooth. Show all posts

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Clean Teeth are So Much Better

Hi Dawgs!

I'm feeling a lot better, 'specially since all the morphine and anesthetic has worn off and the world seems more normal now. I'm not hearing colors, as Tracy at Pet Crossing says!

As promised, here are some photos from my oral surgery. (If you click on the photo, you can see it bigger.) First, some "before" and "after" shots of how great a job Eliza and Tracy did when they cleaned my twoofers:

Right Side:



Left Side:



And, here is the picture they took of my broken twoofer (ULPM4 for those dentistry-minded dogs among you...) before Dr. Hollee took it out for me.



Ouch! Can you imagine if dogmom didn't find that?

I'm sure glad my dogmom brushes my teeth regularly (even though not always every day like she should... sorry Dr. Kate!). Because she brushes my teeth, she found my broken tooth before it got too infected and my whole mouth got sick. She says that's one reason why Opie and Floyd and me have to be subjected to the humiliation all the time.

We don't mind... we get special treats (Hills Prescription t/d diet) whenever we get our teeth brushed.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Surgery - Only One Twoofer Out!

Hi Dawgs!

I'm back. I'm laying kinda low and milking it for a few days. Dr. Hollee at Pet Crossing did a great job on my twoof yesterday. Here's what I looked like before surgery...


And, here dogmom is holding the twoofer that I broke after Dr. Hollee took it out. See how I cracked it the long way instead of just breaking off the tip like I usually do?


And, here's what my face looked like this morning before dogmom put some ice in a cloth!

She was laughing at me and said I looked like I was trying to hide a golf ball in my mouth. Good thing I'm on morphine ... I don't feel a thing.

Time for my nap... dogmom says I'm flying high in my sleep.


Wuf Ya!
(She's going to try to get the pictures and xrays to post tomorrow.)

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Gomer Back to Surgery...

Yo - Opie here.

I've been trying to tell dogmom something's wrong and doing everything I can to get her attention this past week. Instead of listening, she puts me in doggie jail and tries to find new ways to contain me to the yard.

Doesn't she get it that when I run away, it means that Gomer has another broken twoof?

Geesh. I don't know how I'm ever gonna get her trained.

Anypaws, Gomer went to Pet Crossing today to have Dr. Hollee take out some more twoofers. Dogmom thinks two or three more will be gone when he comes home.

Wuf Ya! - Opie

Monday, April 14, 2008

All's Quiet ...

Things are kind of quiet at our house today. 'Course, dogmom says that's because the noisemakers are going to Dog Pad to play. We don't quite agree with that assessment... Floyd makes lots of noise sometimes...

He knocks things off the counters. And then he runs back and forth like a herd of whatevers. And he meows incessantly in the middle of the night.

Anypaws, Tory asked Dogmom to bring our tie-out stake to Dog Pad so she could alter it so that it has Opie's cable permanently attached and so that he can't get it off. Dogmom will show pictures of it if it works.

And, we're going to try to train Opie with one of those shock-collar trainers and see if it will motivate him to stay close to home... or at least to come when he's called. Nothing else seems to work.

And, oh yeah... Dogmom says she thinks I broke another tooth!

Wuf Ya! - Gomer

Thursday, December 20, 2007

How Did Gomey Break His Twoofs?

The inquiring Key West Collies and their dogdad want to know how the Gomer broke his two toothies. Dogmom said sarcastically that if she knew that, we wouldn't keep breaking them. That, and she thinks he does it on purpose so that he can go see Dr. Kate.

Anypaws, what we think is that since he was in the dumpster as a puppy and he was starving to death when dogmom found him that he probably didn't get the right 'trition to make his toothies grow nice and strong. He was very very little (about 3 months old) in the dumpster. Dogmom adopted him when he was 5 months old and he had already lost all his puppy teeth but didn't have all his big-boy teeth grown in yet.

Anypaws, he has lots of fractures in his enamel and so that makes it easier to break them. We don't think he eats rocks. He sometimes likes to play tug-toy with dogmom and with Opie. And he doesn't really like to chew on retriever rolls.

Anypaws, he just has soft teefers and keeps breaking them. Dogmom's tempted to just pull them all out at the doggie dentist (Dr. Kate at Pet Crossing!) and give him mush for the rest of his life.

Opie thinks that would be ok...

:)
Wuf Ya!

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Gomey Broke Another Tooth!

Gomey has to go see Dr. Kate today. He broke another tooth... See it?


Update... Gomey actually broke TWO toofers, the one in the picture and one on the side of his mouth, too.

So he has to go get some more surgery on the day after Christmas. Dogmom says she's taking donations...

Wuf Ya!