Apparently, one way or another, Frodo is convinced that he needs ALL my monies. Yesterday, shortly after finalizing everything for his cheap (hah!!) vet behaviorist appointment (August 24th, woot!), I noticed that one of Frodo's teeth was super wiggly. Like, holding on only by some flesh wiggly. I thought it would be no big deal and would just clean fall out. After poking and prodding more this morning I am pretty sure he is going to need to be put under and the rest of the tooth fished out of his gums...or something. It's been about a year since our last dental surgery, guess he figured it was time for a redo >.< At least Megan says that this shouldn't cost me as much as the last one. Dumb dog.