Yesterday, Tribble had a dental to remove one cracked carnassial tooth which turned into removing twelve teeth with cracked roots and root fragments (!) and also a gingival mass (!!) underneath her crappy ass incisors. (Vet thinks it's probably a function of gingival irritation but the mass has been fully excised and sent for pathology anyway; I'll hear back about that one in a week or so but I'm trying not to worry about it.)
I suddenly suspect I know a lot more about why Tribble has always been a reluctant chewer and biter. Dammit. (My vet assured me that she'd had no idea until she had to X ray her jaw to find all the fragments of the carnassial, but I still feel bad.)
Anyway, it's Tribble's thirteen birthday / twelfth gotcha day next week, and I am plotting birthday mush recipes. None of that is the problem.
The problem is that Matilda is Worried.
She was fine until Tribble came home sore and bloody mouthed and tired, at which point she insisted on carefully sniffing Tribble from nose to tail, several times over, and then checking over her periodically for the rest of the evening. Tibbs did not want to go alongside for the first couple of trips outside because she's sore, and Matilda kept going back to stare intently at her and make unhappy noises while Tribble sulked and ignored her.
Okay. Mildly annoying for everyone, but okay.
Except that at bedtime, Matilda fretfully woke up humans every goddamn hour or two to check on Tibbs. You know. In case we could fix it, or we didn't know. If Tribble was distressed that would have been one thing, but she just slept through it on her cozy heated orthopedic bed.
At one point, I am informed, she was offered Ball in case that was what she wanted, but no: she wanted to go make sure Tribble was okay. Ball is the highest reward in her universe at the moment, so that was... significant.
I'm glad you care, Matilda, but oh my fuck I am so tired
It's crazy to think it's already been a year since downpour came out but here we are! I wanted to draw one of my favorite campaigns and region to celebrate <3
since she could walk, delyla has done this horrible thing where she rolls on ponzu’s head any chance she gets. ponzu hated it when delyla was tiny and she mega hates it now.
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1 whole big year with the weirdo i call my girlfriend @/yourusername love you even if you do dress like a dad at a festival though!! 💕
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Happy 1st birthday to Joyousgarde's Little Winter Knight! Better known to his friends as Arthur.
My very special little boy. Maybe I went overboard on the new toys, but he loved unwrapping them!
I never thought I would "own" a dog with another person, but then my husband came along, and Arthur is very much OUR dog. Our little man. Our baby boy (dog).
Looking forward to all of our adventures with Arthur in 2024! We're planning to keep playing in agility, rally, and ratting. We're going to go camping and hiking. We're hoping he might get some points towards his conformation championship. And we're even planning to go to the English Cocker Spaniel national speciality!
*squinting at last night's post with its interrupted middle sentence* oops. Meant to finish that but Matilda was doing her job VERY aggressively and made me go to bed and finish writing on mobile last night and I kind of forgot about it.
(I had pie and I think she reasoned that if she made me get up at the second bedtime alarm and go the fuck to bed, she could have a little bit of the crust. She was, in fact, correct about this—and to my mingled delight and chagrin, she refused to be bought off and frog marched me directly to the sink for toothbrushing.)
i had just thrown this toy and it was in the process of hitting the ground but the pic makes it look like it’s alive and it’s just realizing it picked a fight it can’t win