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This is one of those posts that you’ll either totally relate to or you’ll think I’ve fallen off my rocker.
A few weeks ago I took Princess to the vet to have her yearly shots. The vet has been telling me for quite a few years that she needs to have her teeth cleaned. I just blew him off because I didn’t want to spend the money. Plus, we never had our dog’s teeth cleaned growing up. But this conversation was different, especially when he showed me a loose tooth due to her teeth being so dirty. Yikes! So, I caved and scheduled her appointment.
I kid you not – when I left the vet’s office I called my sister and asked her to tell me that I’m not a bad parent. After she said, “You’re not a parent,” I quickly reminded her that I’m a parent to a dog. Hey, dogs are kinda like a kid, right? :o) I was feeling guilty because had I forked over the cash to have her teeth cleaned a few years ago she wouldn’t have loose teeth. She reassured me that I’m not a bad “parent.” Of course, I’m still feeling guilty but I’m just going to have to get over it.
Poor little Princess was so groggy when I picked her up. She also had a lump of fat removed underneath one of her legs so she had stitches and stood like this in the car for the longest time. Pitiful, right?
(Thankfully she finally laid down.) I have to admit that I’m quite attached to this little dog. She’ll be 12 this year and I’ve had her since she was a puppy. We’ve been through a lot together!
I think I went a bit overboard with the bed I made her on the couch. I put one of her dog beds on top of the couch, then a blanket and then had another blanket for her to snuggle and cover up with. Hey, I wanted her to be comfortable. Poor little thing! (If they have internet in Heaven and my dad read this post he’d just shake his head at me and grin. He wasn’t a big dog-in-the-house kinda guy but tolerated the dogs we had growing up.)
Now, you may think I’m crazy for spending good money to have my dog’s teeth cleaned. The truth is, the rest of her teeth could fall out if I didn’t have it done. Even the vet agreed with me that growing up he would have never had his dog’s teeth cleaned either. My how times have changed!
Isn’t it funny how these little animals can tug at our heart strings (especially when they don’t feel good)? Even though they drive us nuts at times they sure are precious companions.
Are you a pet lover? What kind of animals tug at your heart strings?