Wednesday, August 28, 2013

My New Tooth


All dogs have 2 sets of teeth.  There are “puppy teeth” which are tiny, and they fall out after a while, making room for the big teeth, which are not supposed to fall out.  They are strong, and can be used to chew food, hold on to tug toys, and in some dogs, bite bad guys.

I cracked one of my big teeth a few weeks ago.  Angie didn’t see what I was doing, because she was on the rubble pile with Snap and his dad.  Sometimes I just go crazy when I hear other dogs working, and even though it is wrong, I bite the side of my wire crate. This time, when I did that, part of my tooth fell off, and it kind of stuck in my throat.  So when it was my turn to work, I was kind of coughing, and the tooth hurt, so I did not really want to tug. 

Angie said, “Sammie, I don’t know what is wrong with you, but I don’t think you feel good.”  She was right.

A few days later, I went to the dentist for dogs, and right away she could tell that I had a tooth that was in bad shape.  And I ended up having something called a “root canal.”  I’m not sure what that means, but I know that the tooth feels better now. 

I had to eat soft food for 5 days, and here is the worst part:  NO TUGGING!!  That is because the tooth has to get a cover put on it, to make it strong again, and that cover will not be here for a week.  I can still go to training, and search, and I can still have my toy, but it is not as much fun.  I know that soon I will have my tooth covered and strong. 

Oh, and one more thing.  I don’t have a wire crate anymore; instead I have one with plastic sides that are not very easy to bite.  Sorry, Angie…I will try to be more careful with my teeth.

Monday, August 5, 2013

Eyes and Teeth


I have told you before about all the vets (doctors for dogs) who help me stay healthy.  Now there are two more to add to that list.  I don’t think Angie sees as many doctors as I do.  It is a good thing that these people are nice.

There is a vet who takes care of my eyes.  There are always lots of dogs and some cats when I visit him, which is just once a year for a check-up.  Some of the dogs only have one eye.  I don’t know what happened to the other one.  Maybe it is like the dogs with a short tail.  The eye just fell out.

Anyway, I go into a small, dark room, and Dr. S puts some drops in my eyes, and then he uses a special tool to look into them.  It does not hurt, and he always gives me treats.  It does not take very long, and it is close to home.
A few days ago, I went for the first time to a vet who takes care of teeth.  She is called a dentist, and I was there for a long time.  Her name is Dr. M, and she is really excited about teeth of all kinds of animals.  She told Angie that she might get to work on the teeth of a tiger who lives at the zoo. Yikes! I would not get near the mouth of an animal so big.  Dr. M opened my mouth and checked my teeth, and then she talked to Angie.

Here is where I feel a little embarrassed because I have done some things that are not healthy.  Before I came to live with Angie, I ate bones and other hard stuff that was not good for my teeth. And when I was in the shelter, sometimes I would chew on the walls of the kennel, and that is also bad for teeth. So now I have a tooth that is cracked, which means that part of it is gone.  It could get infected, so Angie decided that the dentist could make it better. I am not sure what will happen.

I thought that brushing my teeth every day was enough.  This just shows me that there is a lot that goes into having teeth that are in good shape.  I am glad that Angie takes such good care of me!