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“Sunday’s With Ollie”

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I can smell when other people are sick, but I can’t tell them what’s wrong. We dogs have certain smells too that are indicators that something is wrong with us. We can’t tell you that we have a rotten tooth, kidney disease or liver problems, but our breath and actions speak for us if you’re paying attention.

My Connie’s always saying how bad my breath is. She has tried to brush my teeth, but I’m sorry, I don’t like it, so I won’t let her. She sometimes buys me treats that are suppose to help clean them, but instead of gnawing on them the way I’m supposed to, I practically swallow them whole, they taste so good. She’s been putting off taking me to the vet for a teeth cleaning because she knows how much I hate going to the vet. I think too that she’s afraid to find out that there might be something wrong with me. It’s called denial.

I guess just like aging human’s, us old dogs have to go into the body shop once in a while for an overhaul too. I suppose I should look at my Connie as an example, if she can do it I guess I can as well. It helps having your favorite person by your side to comfort you. Plus The vet speaks dog language, and can interpret for you, what we dogs can’t say in words.

I think I’ll take a nap now. When I awake the entire thought and worry will be gone as if it never took place. Hot diggity dog, I’m glad God made me a dog.