Good ol’ buddy, Pal, has a problem. The facial swelling shows that one of his teeth, part of which was removed (by drilling through the horse’s cheek with a power drill!) in July of 1992 and replaced with a fiberglass plug has a problem again. At the time of the surgery, Mike the vet said that he was buying the horse a little time. Seventeen years is more than a little time! (I hope he’s still under warranty.)We brought Pal home Sunday to the corral for observation and feeding while we contacted Mike. Today Pal got a ride down to Clovis for a diagnosis. It turns out he has three bad teeth. Tomorrow he will be operated on to see what can be done.
Horses depend on teeth and legs for life; the rest of their parts seem incidental. But without teeth, they die. Broken legs bring on a death sentence too. We’ll see what Pal, who is now 26 years old, has in store for him.
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