It’s been four years since this sass had her teeth removed.
I was really scared for her at the time, because I didn’t know what it would mean for her.
Really, it’s meant nothing but good things for her. She hasn’t had any recurring inflammation, so we haven’t had to do steroid shots, she’ll eat whatever she pleases, and she isn’t in pain.
The most commonly asked question I get about her is, “Does she only eat wet food?”
No. I wish I could get her to eat more wet food, but she’d rather toss kibble down her gullet and be done. She gets a fancy feast broth packet every night when everyone else gets their wet food, but she won’t eat the meat. She’ll ‘humor’ me for a while if I try to get her to eat something else, but as soon as she thinks it’s a pattern, she’ll stop.
Just for the record, you don’t need teeth to be the sassiest bossy pants in the house.