Visiting the Horse Dentist

Reader Contribution by Cactus Jack Splash
Published on November 2, 2010
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I was a good boy for the dentist, and I didn’t even get a lollipop. What is up with that?

Here I am just after getting my sedative. Okay, so I am a light weight when it comes to drugs. One shot and I could hardly stand, I couldn’t figure out what to do with my hind feet. The DOR thought I was going to sit down or fall over, it looked like I would for a minute or two. The dentist assured both of us he had never seen that happen. I am not sure why we would believe him, his version of a greeting was putting his hand in my mouth up to the middle of his forearm while I was standing outside in the paddock, I don’t think he has learned his manners.

So here I am getting my mouth inspected. Dakota took this picture, he thinks the glow around the dentist makes him look like an angel-whatever, that is not what I was thinking. Hey, wait I was stoned and thinking about clover, alfalfa, apple asses, and pretty mares.

The dentist decided I needed to rinse and spit before he started working. Seems my mouth wasn’t to clean, it had grass stashed here and there, how did he know those weren’t my special pieces of grass? I hope he washed his hands before he got started.

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