I had a rough week.  I’ve had some problems with my teeth lately.  One of my lower incisors fell out while I was playing fetch with Daddy a while ago.  Mommy and Daddy said I looked like a prize fighter.

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Daddy took me to the vet, though, and the vet said I needed to have teeth extracted.  I wasn’t really sure what that meant, except that Daddy took me back to the vet and I was scared and hungry.  Daddy why didn’t you feed me breakfast?!  Anyway, something happened, and when I woke up, I was missing 10 teeth and not feeling so good.  I made sure to let Mommy and Daddy know.

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I’ve been recovering the past few days since then.  It hasn’t been fun, but at least I’ve gotten to eat a lot of canned food.  I can’t wait until I’m done healing and I can get back to normal.  Woof!

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