Sunday, June 8, 2008

Putrid Breath

Brenda's breath stinks so bad I have to stop breathing when she comes near. I have never brushed her teeth in fear she'd do something bad to me, though I can massage her gums. Chances are good she'd probably let me brush her teeth. The toothpaste is, after all, liver-flavored.

Even though I'm the only one who gets close enough to kiss Brenda, you can smell it from a few feet away.

Is she rotting from the inside out?

1 comment:

Unknown said...

This I've experienced. My doberman rescue, Kane, had an abcessed tooth, which needed to be extracted.

I'm afraid Brenda needs a professional dental cleaning. Which means anesthesia.

But it's been a year, and Kane's breath remains decent. And bad teeth also make for cranky dogs--and people. You may find that she feels better when her teeth have been attended to.

Much love, many hugs. Ben reminds me of my husband...just okay with what happens, and loves the dogs.