Tomorrow Fletch is going to the vets to have his broken tooth removed. He�s got to go in at 9am and I�ve got to pick him up again at about 5pm�so it�s a full day of surgery, misery and upset for my poorly puppy and OH MY GOD do I feel guilty and stupid and crap about the whole thing.
Like Matt said�I shouldn�t have been throwing things for him in an area with so much pavement and I know that if I hadn�t taken that kong down there then he�d never have broken his tooth. It doesn�t matter how he did it. Now he�s got to be all alone in the vets, have general anaesthetic and have a tooth removed. He�s going to be so scared and stressed. It makes me feel so miserable to think that he�ll be wondering where we are and why we�ve left him in a strange place. I also feel this stupid feeling that I�ve ruined my dog�because he�s got to have a tooth taken out because of me and he�s going to look all weird and gappy�his teeth will probably all move along too, giving him that �village idiot� lookie.
Big Tim says it�ll give him character, and they�ll really only show when he snarls at someone (and who�s going to take the piss out of a Fletchydog when he�s showing his teeth AT ALL?�but I still feel like I�ve ruined him. I BROKE THE DOG!
I just hope he�s okay and that when we pick him up tomorrow he isn�t too upset. He�ll probably be weird and disorientated and it�ll probably upset us both :o(
My poor puppydogpig :o(
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