Early this morning, my mom took Buster to the vet's office. Buster is having a tooth removed that was broken maybe a year ago. It's one of his back left teeth, a molar maybe, and it hurts enough that he can't chew with that side of his mouth. Mom has come back home since dropping him off and said Buster was very excited to be there. He enjoyed seeing Dr. Rachel and the vet assistants.
It's been a few hours since the surgery was supposed to start. Luckily, we haven't gotten any calls from the vet's office. This is when the phrase, "no news is good news," is important. Mom said that while she was still at the office, she signed off on what the vet's could and couldn't perform during the surgery. If something went wrong and more than what she "okayed" needed to be done, the vet's office would call and ask for permission.
Buster is under full anesthesia. I wonder if he'll be loopy or overly-tired when he comes home. I don't remember how he acted after being neutered, so this might be kind of entertaining.
If time permits, I'll compose another post or comment after he comes home, hopefully with a picture.
We love you, Buster!
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