...Charmer had her teeth cleaned last week (which involved anesthesia). Now, in her life, Charmer has any number of procedures involving anesthesia and is usually bounding up the stairs by the time we get home.
This time? Not so much.
She was mopey. And wouldn't eat. So my mom took her to the vet while we were out of town. Blood work was fine. Charmer came home and immediately ate her breakfast, hopped up on the couch, and took a nap.
After eight years, it seems my dog has finally learned the art of "milking it."
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