This really is about my dog, but I need to back up a bit here.
I am an avid computer gamer and the time has come (Half-Life 2, Doom3, etc.) to upgrade my video card. So I went out and got one of the new ATI x800 cards and installed it last night. To my delight, the Doom3 demo I downloaded was rendered beautifully. So that means that I played late into the night, scaring the hell out of myself and watching highly rendered gore.
So, back to the subject of dogs.
I have a beautiful but sad looking golden retriever named Copper (the one currently gracing the homepage). She is a wonderful 10-year-old dog that had a root canal about a year ago (this is where the dramatic music begins).
Last night, a rather large thunderstorm came through right around 1am and my golden is not very fond of storms. She was getting nervous, my wife had woken from the thunder and the power went out. Guess it was time to go to bed.
Well, Copper laid down next to me and we all went to sleep, or so I thought. Apparently, sometime later Copper took out one of the beef rib bones I had brought home (queue the stupid person music) and chewed the hell out of it. Early in the morning, my wife got up (don't you hate morning people) and was on the computer checking her email when she noticed that Copper had stopped chewing on the bone and there were a lot of dark streaks on the carpet.
At this point my wife, being very intelligent before coffee, came into the bedroom, turned on the light and said, "Get up and stay calm". You know, being jolted awake by the flare of the bedroom lights and being told to stay calm actually doesn't result in a state of calm. Strange but true.
I should mention that when I stepped into my den to see the "dark streaks", I thought I was actually back in Doom3 but with higher resolution. Let’s just say that the steam cleaners were here today.
Well, sure enough my dog’s mouth looks like she had been on a Cujo rampage all night. We start getting dressed and call the vet. Luckily, our vet is indeed coming into work on Saturday, so we pile into the car and away we go.
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To cut the story medium, turns out that the root canal tooth had sheared off a good chunk but that wasn't where the blood came from. The tongue, apparently, can bleed like a scalp wound and with the help of a sharp tooth fragment left in her mouth, Copper's tongue was giving it all it had.
The vet got the bleeding stopped and the shard out. We now have an appointment for Monday to remove a tooth that had a very expensive root canal only a year ago. Ain't life grand.