January 9th 2009 9:39 pm
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I'm toofless. Er, toothless. Ahem.

Mommy took me to the vet to get my teeth checked, and after a week of antibiotics I went back for a cleaning. Well they did some cleaning, and a lot of pulling. All of my back teeth are gone now, some had already fallen out and the rest were beyond repair. The vet estimates that I am 8 years old, and reassured Mommy that it was nothing that she did or didn't do, but that I probably have bad genetics predisposing me to dental disease.

At first I wasn't feeling too good about the whole thing. I had to be on antibiotics for awhile, and I HATED taking them. Mommy would have to chase me down and force the dropper in my mouth. Not only that, but after the surgery, she had to give me pain medicine too that got rubbed in my ear, and I HATED that too. But after we finished with the medicines, things turned out not to be so bad actually. At first I just thought I was being spoiled, but Mommy told me that the vet says I am never to eat kibble again since I have no teeth. Turns out this was Mommy's plan anyway, but regardless of who decided that I should only dine on delicious canned food, I'm LOVING it.

At first I thought I was just special, but soon after, my other feline siblings all started getting nothing but canned food. Oh well.

Yesterday, Mommy did something weird to my food. My yummy canned food was in my bowl, but there was something else mixed into it too. It was... (hopefully you haven't eaten recently, cause I know this is going to gross some of you out) RAW MEAT. Yuck, I know. I turned my nose up and wouldn't eat a bite. So after 30 minutes, Mommy took my bowl away, untouched. A girl like me can skip breakfast every now and then, no biggie. But then it was the same thing for dinner. GROSS. I went to bed hungry that night, but at least I still had my dignity. But it didn't get better for breakfast this morning either. I still refused to eat, but was really starting to get hungry. *pout*

When Mommy put my dinner bowl down tonight, I was really hoping that she'd give in by now. But no, it was still my canned food tainted with that raw chicken mess. I reluctantly walked away slowly. Mommy picked the bowl up right away, opened another can and did some mixing, and then set it back down for me. I sniffed it again... hmm, what was that smell? TUNA! She bribed me... but I couldn't resist. The hunger and the little bit of tempting tuna finally won me over. I finished everything in my bowl, including the raw meat.

It actually wasn't all that bad...