Miki...

Miki...  It seems like such a short time ago, but actually it's been almost eight years that we first brought Miki home (that's him, in April 2006).  Yesterday we took him down to our vet (the wondrous Dr. C., of course!) to have some routine minor surgery, to get rid of a bump on his left shoulder.

He needed to be anesthetized for this procedure, so while he was under, we asked that they clean his teeth and cut his nails, too.  Amber (our candidate for the world's greatest RVT) discovered during the teeth cleaning that he had five teeth that were so bad they were loose in their sockets.  Yikes!  So the poor little guy woke up missing three molars and two of his front bottom teeth.  We felt bad for not having picked up on his dental problems, as he's probably been in some pain for a while – we never had a clue.  Dogs are awesomely good at hiding their pain or lameness; when you do see it, that's an indication of just how bad it is...