“Out, damn’d spot! Out, I say!” ~ Lady Macbeth, Act 5, Shakespeare ~
Look at this face! Could there be many things more adorable than this?! Innocence and sweetness oozing from those little dark windows into her soul.
Well, let me tell you something, to paraphrase Bette Davis, “Fasten your seatbelt, it’s going to be a bumpy ride!”
I have written about the journey Tall & Handsome and I began when we rescued this little pup back in September 2012.
I am totally enamored with Miniature Schnauzers and one day we had dropped by Pet Smart to pick up some pet supplies. A local pet shelter was at Pet Smart facilitating an adoption day. I saw a forlorn and quiet BabyGirl (the name she took to and adapted as her own after she moved in with us) pushed to the side.
She was pitifully laying in a cage. The only thing that would have made it more heart wrenching would have been a Sara McLaughlin song playing in the background.
I told T & H, “Honey, that’s a little Schnauzer.”
In a really loving and sweet way he told me I was crazy and she was a Benji dog.
She came home with us that afternoon and the bumpy ride began.
We discovered right away she had been so grossly mistreated it would be a while before we would gain her trust.
And, it was a while – a REALLY long while…
We discovered she had these little switches that turn on and off earning her the title “RainGirl zipped up in a dog suit.” Yes, a little canine Dustin Hoffman.
I was slightly vindicated after her first grooming, because, abracadabra, there was a Miniature Schnauzer!
She began to really take to me and “mark” on me. I was becoming her person. You have not lived until your adoring dog follows you to the bathroom EVERY time and sits and looks at you adoringly while you take care of business.
It can be slightly unnerving…
BabyGirl made it obvious she was not overly fond of men. But, she had just began to warm up to Tall & Handsome when one day he was walking her in the back yard and he bent down to pet her on the head.
Saying she spazzed out would be an understatement. It was back to square one for those two, and it’s still tenuous to this day.
She is getting better and we see many improvements.
But, sometime back we began to notice she was emitting this odor. When I say odor, I mean ODOR. Like in Shakespearean portions.
The kind that would drop a herd of cattle dead in their tracks.
We knew she emitted this funky odor when she was frightened – we called it skunk juice and wondered if she was part skunk – I know, I know – I told you it was a bumpy ride.
But, this was different. It NEVER went away. We could have her groomed, we could bathe her ourselves and the pall of that stench hovered over her.
We felt like Lady Macbeth, but instead of “Out d*mn spot” it was “Out d*mn stench”!
Then in late February she went in for a routine grooming and when we picked her up they told us they were running a special on dental cleaning and BabyGirl REALLY needed her teeth cleaned. So we scheduled it for March 10th.
Well, fasten that seatbelt! When T & H picked up BabyGirl they told him they had to pull seventeen (17) teeth! Yes, that’s correct 17 teeth were pulled.
Just like in humans, bad teeth can cause dogs a lot of problems. In BabyGirl’s case they said it could be genetics, lack of proper nutrition when she was young or any number of things that could have happened to set things in motion before we adopted her.
Unlike humans, the missing 17 teeth will not and has not affected her desired to eat. She still revels in the “room of food” also know as the pantry where their food bowls and water bowls await them (her and Watson the Wonderkin) daily and they each get treats and biscuits designed to promoted dental health.
So, FYI, if your furbaby ever starts smelling like one of the Walking Dead, and you feel yourself going Shakespearean – get the vet to check their teeth out. There may be something rotten in, well, doggie land.
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