Polly McFattyPants
Henry Sharkopotamus
Sleepyhead
Harriet’s breath got kind of (okay, really) stinky a couple of months ago. I was going to schedule her for a dental cleaning, but it occurred to me that she hadn’t been chewing on her bones lately. I hunted around and found one under the couch and one at the bottom of her toy box. I dug them out, primed one with peanut butter, and she immediately set to chewing. Her teeth aren’t back to normal yet, but they’re much better. Hopefully she’ll get them in shape on her own, because at her age, I really don’t want to have to have her anesthetized unless it’s absolutely necessary.
I can’t believe I didn’t notice that she’d lost her chewy bones! I feel terrible. Poor puppy!
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