He was already for another lazy day ruling the couch but as soon as put him in the cat carrier, he knew something was up. Driving him to the vet was no fun because all he did was cry the whole way there. I took him to the vet that is in the shelter that we got him from. I'm pretty sure he knew where he was because as soon as he was in the office he got really quite and sad looking. It kind of made me feel like bad pet mommy.
Being that I worked as a dental assistant for a while, I do understand how important good oral health is for your over all health. And that is true for animals as well. When filling out the paperwork, I told the vet to contact me if they had to do anything more then just the cleaning. Well, it wasn't too much of a surprise when I got a call while I was at work.
Shamrock has stage 3 periodontal disease. For the non-dental people- he had pretty nasty teeth and gums. So when the vet called, she let me know that she recommended that I have 3 of his teeth pulled that were infected and probably giving him discomfort. So now Shamrock has 3 less teeth and some meds to help him start healing and feeling better.
When he got home he was still really drugged up, and they recommended we leave he in his carrier until he was a little more coherent. This was him right when I got home. I thought it was kind of funny, but currently I have a cat that is acting more like a very hungry drunken toddler- it not as fun as it sounds. I have to keep an eye on him to makes sure he doesn't hurt himself or eat anything he's not suppose to.
Oh the life of a pet parent- it is exciting stuff.
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