My poor boy...

Hey everydoggy! Today was a very big day and I just knew something was up this morning when I woke up because Momma usually leaves for work on Monday mornings, but not today. She was doing zoomies all over the house and barking at my boy to get ready for the day; and she kept telling him to brush his teefers really REALLY well. I was scared for him he was going somewhere almost as bad as the V-E-T. I shudder just spelling it out loud. My boy had to go to the D-E-N-T-I-S-T! This was going to be his very first visit and momma was on a mission to make sure she...I mean he...made a good impression.

I don't really know what is going to happen at the dentist, but I offered my boy one of my denta sticks because I figured if he chewed on that sucker than he wouldn't have to go. I tried to save him, but the mean old momma made him go anyway.

Here is the doc polishing his chompers! Momma said my boy was so good because he didn't try to bite the nice lady....not even once.

I was so worried, but look, my boy was a super star! Look at those pearly whites! The doc said that my boys teeth were perfect and that he is doing a good job brushing and flossing! I am so proud of him!

Momma is a nazi about keeping my teeth healthy too. I guess she is good for something after all besides walkies and noms!

Keep Smiling!

Wags and Woofs,

Mia