I wanted to take Max to the vet. His breath is nasty. It's not a secret that I worry and Max is only two years old and way to young to have really bad breath.
We have a wonderful vet in NY. Dr. Alterie is the BEST. I wish we could move him to Florida with us. He said Max has gingivitis. He said it's strange for a Lab as young as Max to have the disease but guess somewhere along the genetic line bad gums were passed along.
I now brush his teeth, which is so much fun and Dr. Altieri said to buy him a huge marrow bone. I picked one up in King Kullen on a saturday- which shows how much I love him. I HATE shopping on the weekend but I wanted to get the bones.
Our last Lab Rip loved bones but he couldn't eat them. He would get diarrhea. We would get fresh bones from the farmer when we bought a side of beef and he was in heaven when the box of bones came home.
I gave him the bone and he looked at it and would not have any part of it! I was like- what is wrong with this dog! He sniffed it but did not want any part of it.
Dawn to the rescue! We were talking and I talk her about Max and she said she baked the bones. WHAT? Now I have to bake for Max! Ok, in the oven they went.
I let it cool and you know who became interested- very interested. Once I gave it to him there was no way he was giving it up.
Max discovers how great a good bone is!