So, the day has finally arrived for Leo to have his surgery. I came home from work yesterday and found he had strings of bloody drool hanging from his mouth, and he was constantly making the gnawing motion with his mouth. I felt so bad for him. I called the vet right away last night to get him scheduled.
The vet said he hoped that he could save some of the teeth, but it's not looking very likely. In my experience, they usually end up taking them all. Although, Felix had the same surgery and they left him with two teeth, which I thought was odd. If they're only leaving him two, they might as well just take them all; there isn't much he can do with two teeth.
Anyway, Leo will be in the hospital over Thanksgiving. I'll miss him, but he will be well taken care of by the people at Catzablanca (they take only cats). I'll post an update over the weekend.
Here's a picture of him--again. He's the one on the right. We were packing for Florida in 2009 and Leo and Price thought they were going with us.
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