I went to the v-e-t today. I had to have a needle and get my teeth checked. Tomorrow I have to go back to the v-e-t. For a dental. Ick. My refusal to chew my food, and my preferance for a starvation diet over eating anything I can't swallow whole has come back to bite me. The v-e-t is going to try and save my back two teeth, but he wont make any promises. I'm not even three years old. Sigh.
If there are any kittens reading this, make sure you learn to chew. And don't keep trying to bite your mum when she tries to come near you with a kitty toothbrush. It's better in the long run!
On the plus side, there was no sign of the heart murmer I had when I was a babycat.