I took Minnie Pooch to the vet clinic today. She was due for vaccinations and her first teeth cleaning. She was NOT happy. ha ha! First things first. Lucas put a cath. in her leg and she pitched a fit. Can’t say I blame her though. Secondly, a cone was placed on her neck to keep her from trying to chew it off. That wasn’t pleasant either.
Her face was seriously annoyed by our presence after that. Trying to comfort her wasn’t successful either. She became even more annoyed with us. Poor, poor Minnie. Since she’s a lick-a-holic, her smelly breath, was not an option. It’s for your own good, Minnie. Okay, so, it’s really for our benefit. I’m not fond of stinky dog breath in my face early in the morning. We had a good laugh at the expressions on her face. Waiting patiently, or not, in her kennel for the next step.
The next step, was a mild sedation. The trach. tube needed to be inserted for anesthesia. Tracy, then set her on the wet table for the procedure. The tube was inserted. Minnie coughed a bit while is was sliding down her trachea. She was then, set to go.
Notice, Dr. Tate in the back ground. Yawning as if nothing dangerous could happen. She’s a pro at her job. All the while, I’m a tad bit panic stricken, my throat has this lump in it and butterflies are attacking my stomach. After all, this is “MY” baby, on the table. It’s alright, Minnie. I’ll see you when you wake up!
It was now time for Lucas to do his handy work. Her teeth had minimal tartar. A bit of gingivitis and not at all what I expected from that smelly hole. Those lips are now ready for a pearly white smile. Such a good job, Lucas.
Waking up after having done the procedure. Minnie was quite entertaining. She looked as though she had been on a 3 day drunk. Limp as a wet dish rag. Her tongue hanging out. She often has this look while salivating on some tasty morsel my husband dangles in front of her face. Which prompts me to remember. Dr. Tate said, “the dog’s to fat”! Ummmm, well, Like I wasn’t aware of her fluffy exterior. ha ha!