In addition to spending my days eating and keeping Kristin on her toes, I have to spend some time getting better. I'm eating everything in sight, trying to gain weight. And Kristin took me to a veterinarian. I'm not a big fan of vets. They like to poke and prod you. But this one wasn't too bad. We went on a trailer ride which was cool. And when we got there, everyone really fawned all over me. They were mad anyone let an old guy like me get skinny. And they wanted to help me get better.
BUT part of getting better is something called "teeth floating". I don't know if you know this, but horses have teeth that keep growing through most of our lives. And the way we eat makes our teeth grind back and forth against each other, and that grinding can make sharp points. And those points can cut your mouth all up and make you sore. It really is painful. So vets and dentists open your mouth and put in this file thing and file down your teeth.
Sounds pretty awful, huh? The worst part really is having your mouth held open by this metal deal. And having to stand still. But these vets were nice. They gave me a little drug that made me sleepy. Then they padded up the thing that held my mouth open. And the dental work only took a few minutes. That's because I don't have many teeth left. I could have told them that if they had just asked! But those humans never remember to ask the horses! Sheesh!
Anyway, here's a picture of me. It looks like torture, but it wasn't so bad. Afterward, they washed my mouth out with something that tasted good and the drugs made me feel good. And everyone was petting me and telling me how sweet and good I was. A guy can get used to that kind of treatment!
After the dental work, the vet also removed a little growth from next to my eye. NOW that's healed up and I feel much better!
Well, I'm late for my scheduled nap. I'll write more later!
Sleepily,
Tex from Bluebonnet
