November 28, 2017

White Dog grimaced but kept her tone light. "Don't worry, brother, it will be over before you know it and your mouth will be healthier." She gave a soft low growl to the rest of the Army as Tizenegy passed toward the doorway; and the others chimed in with good wishes and positive thoughts.

It was dental day for Tizenegy. Even before he came to us the rescue had given an alert that his mouth was not in the best of conditions and that he would sooner rather than later need to have a teeth cleaning.

Today was the day.

Our Lucky Boy looked sort of wobbly and bleary when he walked in with Steve at the end of the day. And when Steve announced that Teez had pain relief and orders for bland soft food for the next few days no one was shocked; he looked like both will be appreciated.

And when Steve added that he had lost FIFTEEN teeth to extractions, the entire WDA sucked in a deep breath. I could see them running tongues over their own chompers and giving a shudder. Then they rushed over to nuzzle their wishes for a quick recovery and to offer love.

"It will feel better soon," White Dog told him, "but tonight maybe just very soft things if you feel like eating...and then LOTS of sleep. No walk. It has been a rough day for you." "Gosh, I hope tomorrow doesn't feel worse. You know the day after trauma thing," Sachi said before he was shushed by Zsofia's paw on his head.