We took George to the vet this morning for a dental cleaning.
Apparently small breeds are prone to plaque and tartar – and George is all small breed – so it isn’t unusual for him to have bad breath, Mummy rationalised. Sometimes stinky breath could also be relate to gastrointestinal problems.
Aha! Could this have something to do with his getting sick on a nightly basis?
Yes, every night. Mummy’s so tired from being half awake all week, all night – being on the alert. Yesterday, Mummy had tried giving him another portion of food at around 9pm last night. She had timed it that he always seemed to get sick between 2am and 5am – that would be just after 10 hours since supper. Mummy tried giving him another portion of food before bed time and the usual biscuits. But it didn’t work either. He still got sick around 5am this morning. In fact, she was so paranoid about his puking that she woke up this morning and saw what looked like a damp spot on the bed covers – which has a sheen to it and shouted at George. He looked so stunned at being shouted at and it woke me up. But she was mistaken – it was just a shadow. It’s been a long week, so she thought it best to tell the vets about this unusual frequency of him getting sick – but only in the night. They suggested doing a blood test.
Oh, and we told the vet that while George was under, that they might want to have a look at the rather large wart on his back – that was growing. If they could have a look at it as every person who held him asked what it was – it was that obvious.
After running around all morning and afternoon, we went to pick him up late afternoon. We were then told he had two teeth removed from the front of his lower jaw as they had an infection.
They did try to clean the stain on his shih-tzu tooth. It was getting quite brown. It looked better now. Mummy wouldn’t have minded if they took out that one but apparently it was strong and well.
But his blood tests showed nothing – he’s absolutely fine!
Back home, when they didn’t think he could reach his back to lick the wound, well they were wrong. His Polo t-shirt came in handy! He was generally fine, did not lose his appetite, but he was whining a lot and wanted to sit on Mummy’s lap.Poor George! Not having a very good time at the moment.
May’s comment: I wasn’t expecting such an outcome! His breath was foul, but I was used to it. His wart was growing but I guess since he was under we might as well had it removed before it got any bigger and for precaution that it wasn’t anything more than an innocent superficial growth. He tends to have warts – there’s a small one by his neck. He had one on his nose when he first came to me but it disappeared. But to lose two teeth – that was a shock. We’re back at the vets in ten days to remove his three stitches and will have a better discussion then. 🙁
He’s on antibiotics for the gum infection. They want him to get over this dose and see how his stomach goes for the next ten days before they prescribe something to reduce the acid in his stomach. Let’s hope it’s not another ten days of sick in the night.