Willie Nelson was sleeping on my pillow the other night and as I was drifting off, he breathed in my face. I almost gagged. It smelled like death. The decision was made right then that I would call the vet the next morning and get him in for a cleaning.
He has had cleanings before. They anesthetize the dog and then scrape its teeth clean, much like a dentist. They also use this time to extract any problem teeth. Well...
Willie had two. I knew of one of them, I had seen it myself and knew it would probably be bad. What I didn't know was two teeth over was another one. The vet assistant said one came out with just a little wiggle. It was almost abscessed. that made me feel awful. The poor little guy. I bet his mouth hurt before.
Today, Willie has bounced back. He is completely recovered from the anesthesia. Yesterday he seemed a little drunk when I brought him home and he spent all evening resting. He's doing great now and his breath doesn't smell at all! Woop woop!!!