Last night around 10pm Frida's remaining upper canine fell out. She had just had a bedtime snack and her heart pill and started licking the roof of her mouth vigorously. Bob looked closer and saw blood. After a visit to the doctor, she has pain meds and antibiotics to help with any infection of what's left of the root, which isn't much.
Just a few minutes ago, as we were transitioning from finishing lunch to finishing the income tax return, Daisy came in from the garden with an enormous rose thorn impaled in her ear. She has had odd bumps on her ears from time to time, and I witnessed her last year jumping up into the rose trellis to chase birds. No further empirical evidence is needed at this point.
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