My doctor was out to see me today. He floated my teeth, which means he made me really sleepy then took all the rough parts off with his tools. He also said I was a really Good Girl.
I like my doctor. He always pets me and calls me a Good Girl and he does interesting things with me. I don't mind. I'm used to being handled and stuff. I used to have to do all kinds of strange things at the track so nothing really bothers me too much. He came with a girl who helped him. I was tied outside my stall because my mom and I had finished another nice session playing the Cone Game and walking around and stuff. I figured it was time for dinner but then my doctor came and I was interested in what he was doing because he was at the end of the barn row trying to throw ropes over the metal bars that hold the roof. It was funny to watch him because he was jumping up and down which was sort of silly.
Anyway, he finally did it and he hung this funny contraption up that looked like my stall bar only lots shorter. Then he came to my stall and petted me and poked me in the neck with one of those sharp things doctors like to poke horses with. I don't know why but it doesn't bother me. It doesn't really hurt, it just feels funny.
But then I started feeling even more funny. My mom led me out of my stall and I felt all funny on my legs, like I couldn't really walk right. I stepped really carefully and everything looked sort of out of focus and strange. It wasn't scary though - just weird. Mom led me up to that hanging contraption and I sniffed it but it just smelled like a halter. Then the other girl took off my halter and strapped that thing on my head so that the soft bar part was under my chin.
By this time, I was really sleepy and was hardly paying attention to what anyone was doing. The doctor put a strange metal thing in my mouth - it was kind of like a bit but it fit against my teeth so it held my mouth open. That was a little weird but I still didn't care. Then he hoisted my head up and began working on my teeth.
His tools are noisy and they feel funny in your mouth but I was just so sleepy and felt so relaxed that I just stood there. I don't mind loud noises and I kind of like things that feel funny or are unusual. Both the doctor and the girl said I was a Very Good Patient.
After he was all done, they rinsed out my mouth and my teeth felt lots different. They were all smooth and nice with no sharp points and when I got my dinner later, I could chew better. I liked that. I felt really good. My mom told me that Sparky was getting his teeth done too. And he was getting his boy parts cleaned. I don't have to do that because I'm not a boy.
This is an older picture - my mom's camera stopped working which is too bad. Hopefully she'll get another one soon. In the meantime, we'll just use some of the other ones she has. She takes lots of pictures of me because she loves me.
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