Shambling around the house in stockinged feet, I came up short after painfully stepping on something very hard. This is what it was. It is the third of my dear cat Milo's four canines (or is it "felines" for pussycats?) to take leave of his struggling oral cavity.
Still, the old boy manages to tear through food, wet and dry alike. I just hope the remaining long tooth lasts a while or I'll have to get him fitted for dentures.
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