Last week, we noticed that crazy Bella was a little off her game.  After breakfast on Saturday morning, she went absolutely nutty, prancing around, drumming her two front paws like Joe Walsh, and in utter pain.

By Tuesday it was obvious, Bella needed to see the vet.  So off we all went Trojan for her regular blood work, Mattie for support and Bella in agony.

When we arrived, I wisely brought Mattie in with me and kept the two twisted sisters in the car.  When our turn came, I walked Mat back to the room and said I’ll go get the others…and with that I unleashed crazy Bella, with a barking lisp from a bad tooth, but still managing to bark at everything..unfortunately she was still quiet loud.

When we entered the room, Mattie has vanished.  One mad dash later around the place and I found her in the back with the techs marveling about her size and cuteness.  Thank goodness, our only cool demeanored dog was still with us

While Mattie was getting all of the love…Bella not so much.  The doc probed all over that gum line and in the end she needs surgery next week to pull three teeth, one of which has roots exposed  (ouch).  So out we went with antibiotics and holistic pain meds and a pretty miserable dog the last couple of days.  Poor Bella….