Although I go to the Dentist regularly, I've always been a yellow-bellied chicken if I had to have any work done other than cleaning. Pucci has had a couple of chipped premolars for more than a year - his Vet gave me a referral to a veterinary dental specialist a year ago, but being the chicken that I am, I simply put it aside. It was time for his annual cleaning now, so I remembered about the specialist, got an updated referral and took Pucci today. There was a possibility he might need root canals. So, before anything, I made it known that I never leave the hospital when Pucci is having anything done, and I always hold Pucci as he emerges from anesthesia - and I was ready to do battle if they said no. I couldn't have been more pleased with this dental hospital. The head veterinary dentist, who examined Pucci and oversaw his dental work today, has credentials that reach to the moon and back, and was absolutely wonderful - as was everyone else there. After we discussed everything, he gave Pucci a pre-anesthetic while His Majesty was on my lap. Then when he was suitably loopy, they brought him back to the OR and once they had him under anesthesia, called me back to watch the entire procedure. Four doctors were constantly monitoring all the dogs and cats. Pucci's teeth, actually, were in pretty good condition considering his age (NO ONE could believe Pucci will be ten next month) - they were cleaned and polished, the two chipped teeth were bonded (sealed) and he was given several injections of antibiotics into his gums where there were some pockets. I was right there when he opened his eyes from anesthesia, and held him in my lap for about 1-1/4 hours in recovery. Pucci is still subdued, but he's parked on a cushion next to me, as usual.