Thursday, April 23, 2009

Waiting for the Tooth Fairy

A few days before his birthday, Henry was chewing a rawhide bone on the sofa.  He was steadily chewing and I walked to the kitchen to do something.  The next thing I hear is a surprisingly loud *snap* sound and when I look in the direction of the sound, I see Henry in mid air like a startled cat.  As soon as he lands, he jumps off the sofa and is eyeing the sofa like it just attacked him.  I walk over to see what is going on and I see Henry’s rawhide bone along with something white laying on the sofa.  I look at the white thing a little bit harder and I notice that it is a tooth!  I immediately turn to Henry and he looks fine, other than the fact that he is now afraid of the sofa.  In fact, he is so fine that he wants me to give him his bone back so that he can finish chewing.  I call him over, make him sit and pry open his mouth.  Sure enough he snapped part of his fang off!  Exactly, how he did this will remain a mystery, but I am thinking that he got his fang caught in the rawhide bone and used his paws to pull the bone away from his mouth.  In doing this, he broke his tooth.

Other than being scared of the sofa, he had no reaction.  He even went over to the toy bin and got another bone!  There was no blood, and there appeared to be no discomfort on Henry’s part.  So I did what any good pug mom would do.  I made him get his picture taken with the offending bone and his tooth.