I was happy when Mom and Dad came to take me home, but I was dizzy. I tripped a couple of times and couldn't make my feet go where I wanted them. Hmmmppphhh. Boooooo. I do not like that feeling at all. I wasn't even hungry, I just had a nibble. I feel awfully grumpy. I don't know what to do - I want to feel better. I don't like this!
I felt better in the morning. Now Mom brushes my teeth every night. I feel ok now and I'm eating again and not tripping over my paws. I saw my friend Dora this morning. She always makes me happy. I'm glad that the not so good, terrible, horrible, very bad day is over.
Harry had to have his teeth cleaned by the veterinarian. He had a lot of plaque in the back of his mouth and wear and tear. Tooth infections can be very serious in dogs. I have a dental care kit for dogs and have started brushing his teeth every night.
Poor Harry was dizzy from the anesthesia and grumbling about it all evening. His displeasure was very evident - it's a good thing I didn't know what he was saying, but his tone got the message across loud and clear. What a relief when he finally allowed himself to fall asleep. In the morning he was fine, his old, normal self - with nice, shiny clean teeth! We will do our best to keep them that way!
