Coops goes under tomorrow morning to get some teeth extracted. Poor bubs has some periodontal disease that’s developed over the past couple years despite the fact that we brush his teeth, dental chews, stuff in his water…sigh. We didn’t do good enough, I guess. But it’s a little stressful because he’s older now and he has a heart murmur. Cardiologist signed off on anesthesia though, and our doctor too, so he should be fine. But there’s always a chance, you know? So. Good thoughts for the Coops. A good procedure tomorrow that takes care of all his problem teeth, leaves the healthy ones, and our recommitment to keeping them clean means this isn’t an issue in the future. That’s what we’re hoping for.
Night night.