Our new older gentleman dog had a dental appointment today -- the vet believed that tooth issues were contributing to the poor pup's gastrointestinal delicacy. It was discovered that the little guy had only eight remaining teeth, and five of those needed to come out.
Behold, the three-toothed wonder dog, still slightly sedated. That tongue is ridiculous.
He perked up when he got home, and consumed a light dinner with gusto. He will no doubt feel much better in the future.
Good boy, Tio.
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