Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Vole hunting and teeth out

This was taken on Sunday when we went down to Gunwalloe and walked along the cliffs to Church Cove and Dollar Cove, on the Lizard. As you can see, Moll was busy vole hunting and enjoyed her last day of teeth before having to go to the vet on Monday to have some removed - they weren't quite sure how many till they got her there, as she doesn't like having her mouth looked at.

For anyone who doesn't know, gum disease is just as prevalent in dogs as humans, particularly with increasing age, and tooth brushing is ideal. However, if you have a dog like Moll who hates having her teeth brushed, you have a problem, which turns into gum disease, which means having teeth out.

We picked her up on Monday afternoon, all groggy from the anaesthetic. Poor love was really confused and couldn't settle, spent all evening and that night whimpering (that was a long night) but by the morning she'd settled a bit. This afternoon she'll be able to go for walks again and her appetite doesn't seem to have been affected (mind you, nothing affects her stomach).

As from tomorrow it's all change again. I'm off to Devon to see my mum and my dear mate Av for a few days, then I have another trip to Penzance next weekend, while Mr B departs to Lanzarote for his annual trip for two weeks.

The book is nearly finished. I'm going through final edits, we're trying out ideas for the cover, and I have this horrible sense of impending loss. You know when you get really stuck into a book, and feel really bereft when it finishes? Well, magnify that feeling about a hundred times and you get some sense of what it's like when you finish writing a book. So I shall be quietly (or loudly) bawling my eyes out and working on my next project - which is finding more journalism to pay some bills.

There is an idea in the pipeline for another book but I don't know what my publishers will think. They will probably want to see how this one goes. But we will see.....
Sunset at Burton Bradstock a few weeks ago.... seems like yesterday...

8 comments:

ADDY said...

Awww, poor little Moll. She must have been bewildered. Fortunately my old dog, although he hated his teeth being brushed, loved gnawing on sticks and bones until they were reduced to dust (the sticks and bones, that is!) Consequently he had beautiful teeth even at the age of 14. Fingers crossed all goes well for the book.

Flowerpot said...

Addy - she was very bewildered and very angry with me! Many thanks for your good wishes.

Chris Stovell said...

I do hope Molly is not n the mend. I understand exactly what you mean about finishing a book but it's something I very much need to do. I've been in the doldrums and have also been running around a lot but must carve out some time. Congratulations on finishing yours, well done, and I hope you find some more paid writing work. I've been very grateful for my freelance work... Fingers crossed we both get more!

Deborah Carr said...

Poor Moll. One of our rescue dogs is going to need some work on his teeth at Easter time.

Good luck with your book.

Flowerpot said...

Thanks Debs - hope your dogs are OK.

Flowerpot said...

Chris - best of luck with finishing your book and I do hope your life calms down and lifts and improves. X

Kim @ Him, Him Me said...

Poor Moll. Hope she is feeling better & that you have been forgiven by now. My Max hates having his teeth cleaned so I try to keep an eye on him now he's becoming an old man. Dont think I have too much to worry about though, judging by the way he attacked a Kong toy full of doggie goodies this afternoon.
Lizzy on the other hand, would let me clean her teeth all day, every day. I think it's the Liver flavoured toothpaste that does it for her though.
Glad to hear that you've finished the book too.

Flowerpot said...

Kim - just goes to show that, like us, dogs are such individuals! Moll is feeling fine now, thanks, and has finally forgiven us. It took a while though! Haven't finished the book yet but am on the last leg..!