|My Sweet Little Jasper Pea|
My plan was to let things settle down a bit and then take him for a checkup after the first of the year. But after noticing his breath was smelling pretty bad, I decided to tackle him and get a good look at his teeth (he's not terribly fond of having his teeth looked at.)
Suffice it to say that what I saw made me pretty sure that I didn't want to wait. So we went in last week and the vet confirmed that 2-3 of his teeth probably need to be extracted.
I sorta knew that his teeth were gonna need to be addressed at some point, but I didn't think it had gotten so bad. Yes... I'm feeling very guilty that my poor little Jasper has probably been in pain for a while because I've been too distracted to check his teeth regularly.
Anyhow, he's scheduled for a dental on Tuesday, and as much as I'm trying to remind myself that this is no big deal, I can't help but worry any time they have to go under anesthesia.
The good news is that his pre-surgery bloodwork came back perfect - including the FIV/FeLV test that I had the vet run just so I can stop worrying that I somehow inadvertently brought the virus inside from Gray Boy.
I am not looking forward to Tuesday, but I am very much looking forward to getting this over with so that I can finally banish the kitty worry monster for a while, and try to remember what it's like to have a life where none of my fur babies is actively engaged in battle with the grim reaper.
Wish us luck!