Little Ted. He has a tooth that's in bad shape. He's getting it removed on Tuesday. In the mean time he's taking antibiotics and something to help with pain and swelling. He seems to be enjoying the ride all right so far. (I'm no stranger to oral surgery myself and I'm a teeny but jealous that Ted will be out cold during the procedure when all I've gotten during my dental situations is a pair of weird sunglasses and "just a little bit of a pinch right here" of Novocaine.)
He will come home from the vet to a new bed and soft food and lots of pets and attention from us. In no time at all, he will be flashing his million dollar smile we all love so well.