Give Me Strength
The day I’ve been waiting for dreading for the past month has finally arrived.
The day BEFORE Sid’s dental.
Now, the actual day of the dental is stressful due to the fact that, as many of you know, they have to knock my poor little guy out with anesthesia, and the presentation of the vet bill is no laughing matter as it often tallies up to an exorbitant figure on par with most apartment rent payments, but what has really been haunting me in my dreams for the past month is this tiny flat face when I have to explain to those adorable little brown eyes that breakfast is the ONLY FOOD YOU’RE GOING TO GET FOR 24-HOURS. No snacks, no treats, no lunch-time Wigzi, no dinner tonight, no breakfast tomorrow. Absolutely NO BABY CARROTS.
So I ask for all of your help to give me the strength to deny this poor little guy what he oh so desires.
How I wish there were a way to explain to him that after his dental life will be grand again. Treats will resume (only soft ones at first) and CANS UPON CANS OF DELICIOUS SMELLY WET DOG FOOD will be his for the taking.
