Toothless

The boys visited had a dental appointment this last week.  Lance has had a cracked tooth for some time now and I knew I couldn't put it off any longer.  Vito was supposed to just be a cleaning, with the possibility of an extraction depending on what the xrays showed for one of his teeth.  But Vito likes to go all out when it comes to medical stuff.

After surgery

4 teeth.  Yup, that's how many teeth Vito had removed.  For those that have met the Toller, you will recall that he has already had 3 teeth removed as a puppy due to the severity of his overbite.  Well this week's surgery needed 3 more teeth pulled due to the same problem of them crushing into each other, as well as that bonus tooth that was cracked.


Lance had the 1 tooth removed and thankfully didn't have the ambitions of his brother to ask for any more out.

Due to the majorness of Vito's surgery and the lateness that it ended up being after Lance's, both boys were ordered to spend the night to get fluids and icing.  I panicked and pleaded for the Toller, promising to bring him back first thing in the morning.  I failed.  But reason #958 I love my vet, she offered to take the boys to her house and even let Vito sleep in bed with her as she set her alarm to wake up twice in the middle of the night to attend to them.  She said he was a good snuggler.  Obviously.

Reason #959 I love my vet is that the next day they set Vito up in a large xpen with access to the soft crate I brought instead of putting him in one of the normal recovery crates.  Lance prefered to not be touch.

Vito preferred constant petting.  Constant.

Meditating with Grandma

 Both boys are on soft food restrictions for a month.  I've gotten permission to buy a bunch of small soft toys so Vito can play fetch in a week, but I've promised no tugging or balls.   Hopefully the toothless wonder will feel better and fingers are crossed that it may even be an explanation for his increase in anxiety recently.