FinnishLapphund
There's no cow on the ice
Late last night I was checking the teeth on all my 3 bitches, and discovered that Blomma have broken a tooth, so I set my alarm to go up early to phone my veterinarian.
Woke up around 1 hour before my alarm went off, because the itchy bites I've gotten the last few days needed some soothing with a hot spoon (thankfully, the water in my thermos was still hot enough to heat up the spoon). But one of the bites was new, and from a tick, which at some time during the night, had found a tasty spot on my leg, and needed to be removed first.
When the alarm did go off, and I got out of bed, one of my cats had eaten grass, and thrown up on the floor, which my not fully opened eyes failed to notice, so I stepped in it. Barefoot, of course.
Then when I called my ordinary veterinarians this morning, they don't have time to remove Blomma's tooth until next Thursday, because some of their veterinarians, and nurses have summer holidays. Called around to several other veterinarians, but due to summer holidays, they also didn't have any times for her tooth to be removed, until later next week.
Several of them said that I could get an earlier time to just come in, and have a veterinarian look at her teeth. But going in only for them to tell me that a big slice have broken off on the outside of her P4 molar, and that it needs to be removed with surgery, seems a bit pointless, when I can see that myself.
They asked, and I have dog painkillers at home which she can have if she seems to need it, and if I notice signs of an infection, I will have to call them.
Woke up around 1 hour before my alarm went off, because the itchy bites I've gotten the last few days needed some soothing with a hot spoon (thankfully, the water in my thermos was still hot enough to heat up the spoon). But one of the bites was new, and from a tick, which at some time during the night, had found a tasty spot on my leg, and needed to be removed first.
When the alarm did go off, and I got out of bed, one of my cats had eaten grass, and thrown up on the floor, which my not fully opened eyes failed to notice, so I stepped in it. Barefoot, of course.
Then when I called my ordinary veterinarians this morning, they don't have time to remove Blomma's tooth until next Thursday, because some of their veterinarians, and nurses have summer holidays. Called around to several other veterinarians, but due to summer holidays, they also didn't have any times for her tooth to be removed, until later next week.
Several of them said that I could get an earlier time to just come in, and have a veterinarian look at her teeth. But going in only for them to tell me that a big slice have broken off on the outside of her P4 molar, and that it needs to be removed with surgery, seems a bit pointless, when I can see that myself.
They asked, and I have dog painkillers at home which she can have if she seems to need it, and if I notice signs of an infection, I will have to call them.
