Folks, how many of you hate the dentist? Luckily I haven't been to a dentist but Mom and Dad think they have a degree in dog dentistry.
This week they decided my top front teeth needed some cleaning. Problem is, I have an underbite, like all boxers do and they are hidden behind the bottom ones.
"Jay, have you seen Brix's top teeth. They are gross. They look rotten." Mom said.
"No they are not. " Dad replied.
"Look at them. There's brown crap around the teeth and ...eeew...looks like there are hairs between his teeth!"
So Mom and Dad brought out the green toothbrush. It was a two person process. Dad had to lie me on my side, practically sit on me and open my mouth while Mom did the brushing. Do not try this at home. Dad got me to open my mouth while Mom brushed the front.
"Ooooowwww!" I shook hard. My front teeth bled from the first brush. I guess they are in bad shape.
"Hold him down Jay." Mom directed.
"Babe, I think we should stop. It's too much for him. His gums are bleeding."
"No, his teeth are rotten. Do you want his teeth to fall out. Then hold him down."
Wonder who wears the pants in their relationship? Dad continued to pin me down. I struggled, jerked around, tried chewing the toothbrush to pieces but I was trapped. When it was done, I gave a big shake 'cause it was stressful.
Dad said if I didn't continue brushing, it could lead to other serious diseases, not to mention, breaking the bank. Well hopefully my pearly whites won't fall out 'cause I don't think they make dog dentures.
This week is another class at the Campus. Can't want to see the others....will have updates soon.