Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
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The Moggy and the Molar
by admin - 20:31 on 19 April 2010
The feline dental examination produced bad news: Bess's battered canine can't be saved. The tip has broken off and there's a crack down the length of the fang. The patient returns tomorrow for an extraction.
Poor nutrition in her kittenhood (before Matchgirl was part of her life) is a likely contributor, Dr Death surmised. A particularly chewy mouse may have also played a part.
Antibiotics and painkillers meant that the poorly puss spent a quiet evening, with no food allowed after 6pm. For five days after the extraction she'll be restricted to feline gruel but loss of yet another tooth will be no long-term problem, we've been assured – cats can crunch, and hunt, happily with no teeth at all. Hopefully it won't come to that.
This tale has a moral, as I pointed out to Matchgirl – don't buy a second-hand cat unless it comes with a full service history. She wasn't amused.
Poor Bess. After this she definitely deserves some better luck.
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