It seems my sense of foreboding has proven itself correct...

We check the kids for tooth and gum trouble since the Brandy scare last year.
I discovered that Roxie not only has a loose tooth, but one that's literally
hanging there! I'm beside-myself nuts, but Louie's worse, blaming himself: he
went too tough with the mouth rinse and must have knocked it loose, didn't
get up in time to bust up a disagreement between Roxie and Brandy, etc, and
he went to bed last night sobbing. I'm surprised I slept.

I did get up and called the vet after checking her out in better light, and
here are the results: no evidence of injury; no tooth decay; no "hole" in the
gum like you get when you have an extraction or lose one from the root; no
change in Roxie's weight, appetite, or activity level; no swelling in the
face or gums, no external sign of abcess. This does not stop me from being
bat$#!+ about it. The vet and tech decided it was not an emergency, we'll
just take her in Friday instead of Monday and she'll get a good cleaning,
probably an extraction.

WHERE IN THE SAM HOLY HILL DID I GO WRONG?! I would throw myself under a bus
rather than let any of my babies suffer. Louie's nuts thinking that this'll
be it, Roxie won't be able to eat and die horridly. She's his special one,
and as much as I love her she's a Daddy's girl. She wolfed down her chow this
morning though, God be praised. Roxie's gums are mostly light pink with a
thin red line around some of the molars (the loose one is a right molar, not
too far to the back.) She bitched at me for opening her mouth to examine, but
had no indication of pain. I just want my little girl, and my hubby, to be
okay! Any spare purrs for them, please? maybe for Mama too because I'm well-
nuts right now.

Blessed be,
Baha