Hobkin grumbled and growled throughout the visit, and huffed at the new baby. He also clung to me like a fuzzy magnet. Poor little guy. Vets are pretty scary after all. But he took the needle like a trooper. 'Course it didn't hurt that I was bribing him with slices of bell pepper while he was getting stuck.
The vet scale says he weighs 7.5 lbs. Someone brought a full grown Maltese in while we were waiting who weighed 5 lbs. Hobkin weighs more than some dogs! Heh.
Picked up some C.E.T. Oral Hygiene Rinse. Both Debbie and the vet thought Hobkin's teeth looked okay, but agreed that prevention was much better than fixing a problem later. As we have found, brushing Hobkin's teeth is like trying to polish the blades of a kitchen disposal with a Q-tip--scary and awkward as all hell. We wanted an alternative to try. The rinse is sort of sprayed along the gum line and fights plaque and bacteria. Unfortunately, it doesn't have a yummy taste. It's supposedly not vile either, but it's not delicious candy, which means Hobkin will undoubtedly dislike it. Sigh. Wish we could explain to the little fuzzwit that dental care is a good thing.
Then we took him to the fireplace store to buy some wood stove pellets to replace the recycled newspaper litter we've been using. A 28 lb bag of wood pellets: $4. A 30 lb bag of Yesterday's News approx.: $20. Pretty impressive savings!
The fireplace store people thought he was cute, although at first the lady behind the counter thought he was a dog.
Now he's totally exhausted and napping under his hutch. It's been a big day for the little guy. I'm totally exhausted too and thinking about having a nap. That hutch is looking pretty inviting.