Our (almost) 8 year old Dachshund Franklin is recovering from dental surgery that he had yesterday. I (Rob) noticed that he wasn't allowing me to brush his teeth on one side and he ate on the other side, so I checked his teeth (he's good about letting me do that). Turned out his tooth was cracked. When we took him to the vet she looked more closely and saw it was split in half and had to be removed. SO, Thursday he went in for surgery. - He did okay, but his little heart slowed while under anesthesia, so we have to be mindful of that next time. He was really groggy when he came home, but still managed to run out in the backyard to check for squirrels when he came home, ate some soft food and zonked out. Here are some pictures from his adventure from start to finish.
|Giving kisses to the Vet tech who brings Franklin to prep|
|Sprite and Dolly wait anxiously for Franklin to come home|
|Tom holds Franklin as they pose next to one of our fav vet techs, post-surgery|
|Sprite says "welcome back" to Franklin when he comes home.|
|Franklin resting at home under a blanket post-surgery.|