I have had Doug for two months. We have been to the vet four times. He’s definitely my dog.
Our first time was to just introduce him and see what was up. The second visit he had been super itchy and it was determined he had mites. Third appointment was an ear infection. Fourth appointment, well that one is a little more complicated.
Let’s go back to the very first appointment we had. After a thorough look-over, the vet informed me that Doug was missing four teeth. Two on top, two on the bottom. Not the same teeth on each side. My question back was: how is that possible?
Reasons could include:
- He lost them. But if I got Doug at 8 months old and his gums did not show signs of any post-healing, he would have to have lost them REALLY early. And four of them?
- He never got them, that perhaps genetically, he never had them. It would be odd but not impossible.
- They were still in there and never came down. This scenario would be least favorable.
We decided at the time to take a wait-and-see approach. Last week, Doug was chewing a Kong and he yelped. This didn’t stop him from chewing it, when you are obsessed with destruction, you laugh in the face of pain. After a few more yelps, and very drooly morning, we headed to the vet.
Must keep chewing through the pain to impress pink hippo girlfriend.
Doug is going to get anesthetized (try to schedule for this week) so that they can determine via X-ray if any of the four teeth are in there. If any are, we will have to see a specialist for removal since it’s not a simple procedure. Of course the entire time they were telling me this I was 100% certain at least one tooth was in there because this is how my dogs go.
We had pre-surgical blood work done. Here is the interesting thing about joy and hope. It heals quietly. The last ten (+) times I have had blood work done on dogs was with Melvin and Jake and those results were not good and I knew the moment their blood was drawn it wouldn’t be good. I had been somewhat conditioned that blood draws = bad news. But at no time in waiting for Doug’s results did I worry that his would be anything but healthy. And they were exactly that, perfect. It would be easy to think Doug is somehow destined for cancer or illness but when I look at him, I have faith that we will have a long life together. Maybe a few less (hidden) teeth but still a long life.
While he is under, they are going to x-ray his hind leg too, for some reason, it’s much weaker than the other leg. Yep, my dog indeed!
Pain meds Doug is very snuggly. 
Sidetone: For all of you praying for our Foster Athena, as of Thursday she was still at the vet battling the infection. We are not going to be getting her back but I will let you know when I hear back that she is on the mend. Doug and I donated to her care, all we want is for her to heal and find joy.