Tooth fairy.

So this morning, I got up and ran to my dish because I get breakfast first thing and my dad didn't give me breakfast and then my mom didn't give me breakfast either and I kept reminding them but they were stupid or something and didn't get it. And then I had to go to work with my mom which I hate because it's sooooo boring but instead of just putting me in a kennel, they started sticking me with needles and taking my blood.
And then later they gave me this stuff in my leg - after they poked my leg with this huge needle and put an implant in it- and then I woke up later and my mouth felt weird and I was missing two teeth - two teeth! And my mom told me later they had to saw the teeth in half because that's how you get big teeth out and now I have stitches in my mouth and I have to eat canned food which is my favorite.














So even now I feel really weird because they gave me lots of drugs with lots of needles and I barfed twice today, once when I was running and the other time I was just standing there. Now I have to wait for the tooth fairy so I can get new chewies so I guess it's totally worth it to lose two teeth for chewies.
Here are pictures of me on drugs and a picture of my tooth sawed in half and a picture of me eating after I recovered a little and then a picture of my teeth that were taken out but my mom glued them back together so I don't get four chewies even though I told her I deserve them.
And another thing, when I was recovering from their sleep drugs, I was howling! Do you believe it? I am totally a wolf.