Anipals, the most distressing thing happened yesterday. Mom brushed my toofers! I can't even begin to tell you how upset I was. She put on this funny glove, put some schtuff on the brushy parts, held me in her arms, then stuck her fingers in my mouth and started rubbing my teeth and gums. I didn't let her have an easy time though, uh-uh. I fought and twisted and pushed and squirmed. She wouldn't give up though, she kept putting me in different positions and sticking her fingers in my mouth. Finally, she had enough and let me go. I proceeded to hide under the futon in her office, waaaaay back where she couldn't get me again.
She'll never get me back here.She says I have to get my toofers brushed so I don't need to go back to the V-E-T again for a dental cleaning. That was really awful! At least it was Mom doing it this time and not some stranger. I guess they look pretty good, too.
Check out those fangs!Do other kitties get their toofers brushed too? How does your human do it? Do you like it better than I did? I suppose we have to keep our smiles shiny!
