Man, I thought the cats were whiney when we took the food up last night, I had no idea how bad it would get. Harriet woke us up at 2 this morning and wouldn’t stop yowling until I locked her in the bathroom. Correction, she didn’t stop then either, she was just muffled.
Of course, I got my revenge since we took her to the vet to have her teeth out.
The poor thing is home from the vet and curled up in my lap right now. I’m working on the couch so that she’s got more lap possibilities. Harriet wound up needing to have three teeth out. Even to a layman, it’s pretty obvious from the x-rays that they were bad.
We picked up some soft food for her and will pamper her a bit for the next couple of days. I say pamper, which unfortunately also includes forcing antibiotics down her throat twice a day. Talk about insult to injury.
The vet says that she’s likely to have “bloody drool” but she seems otherwise unaffected by the procedure.
“bloody drool”
Ooh, ooh! Band name!
Can’t have a band with that name without having someone in it named Harriet.
Do you have a pill syringe? It makes it sooo much easier to get the medicine down without undue injury to all parties.
Another friend’s kitteh had to have a number of her teeth pulled, and the vet discovered that several had gone missing since the last checkup all on their own. Her cats are purebred Maine Coon and that is apparently a fault of the breed. Though she tried to mitigate with teeth-cleaning treats and food, Mischief didn’t like them and would pick through the food to get the softer bits (they also fed anti-hairball food).
Her other cat, Mayhem (full brother to the other) likes his crunchies and his teeth have stayed pretty good. But he still needs cleanings regularly.
Best wishes, it’s always bad to have our little friends getting ‘hurt’ for their own good.
Thank you. Harriet is doing much better and even tried some hard food today. And her breath no longer stinks!