Harriet is home from the dentist
Man, I thought the cats were whiney when we took the food up last night, I had no idea how bad it would get. Harriet woke us up at 2 this morning and wouldn’t stop yowling until I locked her in the bathroom. Correction, she didn’t stop then either, she was just muffled.
Of course, I got my revenge since we took her to the vet to have her teeth out.
The poor thing is home from the vet and curled up in my lap right now. I’m working on the couch so that she’s got more lap possibilities. Harriet wound up needing to have three teeth out. Even to a layman, it’s pretty obvious from the x-rays that they were bad.
We picked up some soft food for her and will pamper her a bit for the next couple of days. I say pamper, which unfortunately also includes forcing antibiotics down her throat twice a day. Talk about insult to injury.
The vet says that she’s likely to have “bloody drool” but she seems otherwise unaffected by the procedure.
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