Doggie Dentist

The little ones went to the dentist, and needless to say Zoe was NOT happy. It started by me having to wake her up and pull her out of bed with Clint to get in the car and go. She was upset, but she managed. Then when we got to the vet, she socialized with everyone until I started out the door and she looked at me as if she were using her mind to set me aflame. Not good.
They both made it out of dentistry just fine, but really groggy. I included some pictures of the aftermath. There aren't any of Max because, well, he looked like he always does...asleep.

This is Zoe as soon as we got home. They both had to were little bandages on their arms where they put in the IV. Look how little her arm is!


Zoe was acting really weird on the drugs they gave her. She was so sleepy, but wouldn't lay down. This pic is of her begging for a bite of my soup, but she fell asleep sitting up and her mouth came open and her tongue pooched out. So pathetic.


After she became a little more coherent, I took off her bandage. They shaved her little arm and it was all bruised. Her arm is just a bone with skin over it so I'm surprised when I took the bandage off it didn't just crumble into pieces.