Teeth Cleaning
Honey is a pretty healthy dog, all things considered. All her shots are current, she gets her preventive medicine regularly, and I pretty much keep an eye out for anything that might be off with her. The one thing that I hadn't done since she came into my life was to get her a teeth cleaning.
I got ready for work, got her in the car, and headed to the vet. She figured out pretty quick that this was not a fun trip at all. Honey was quiet and subdued in the car, awaiting her fate. When we finally made it to the vet, she was whinning, because she knew that we were going to That Place.
I guess the procedure is the same as for a human, with one added blessing . . . they put doggies to sleep before the cleaning begins. I had to sign release forms, authorize IV lines, catherers, and even bloodwork before the vet would get started with the procedure. We were lucky because her last bloodwork, taken on her last visit, was still decent enough, so Honey was spared one more prodding.
I dropped her off at 8:30 in the morning, and blessedly, I was able to pick her up by 3:30 p.m. She was groggy and out of it, but she was happy to see me . . . and now she has gleaming white teeth.
Once again, all is well in her world.


