"A Dog's Life"

Ouch - My Mouth Hurts

Well, I have a sore mouth. Momma took me to the vet for surgery on July 12 and had several toofies removed plus a non-cancerous tumor from my side. Also, Momma had the vet put a microchip inside me (can't feel it) in case I am lost. Anyway, my mouth was very sore but I could still eat. On August 6, I went to a special dental doctor (Dr. Dupont) to have my lower canine teeth removed. The other vet was worried she would break my jaw if she removed them. He took such good care of me, and gave me pills to help me relieve the pain. Momma makes sure all of my food is soft. Boy, I think I will tell Momma that is enough surgery for a while.

Guess what? I discovered how to jump up on Momma's bed and it is soft plus smells sweet. In my house, I have two beds, plus now Momma's bed belongs to me, too.

I sure like my new home with Momma. When we go for walks, people will stop to pet me and say what a nice doggie I am. Momma just smiles and as we walk away she says "Charlie, did you hear that? You are such a good doggie and handsome". Of course, I am busy sniffing and covering up the other doggies scent marks. Secret: I know Momma really loves me and is proud of me. Sometimes she will whisper that she is sorry that I had a tough life before I came to live with her. There will be tears in her eyes, so I lick her hand.

In a few weeks, I am going to see Bonnie, my groomer for a haircut. Momma says I look like a wooly mammoth.

Well, thanks for reading my diary and I still haven't had my official birthday yet. Momma said very soon because I can't stay 10 forever.

Woofers to all of my friends, Charlie Barley