This little sad sack is going to get his teeth cleaning tomorrow. It's kind of an ordeal because they have to knock him out in order to do the job, and last time he was not a very happy camper. The vet called us at about 2:30 saying that Henry was ready to come home. We couldn't get over there until after work, so I guess they had another 2 1/2 hours to listen to him bark/ cry/ screech until we got there. He actually barked himself hoarse, poor little guy! Tomorrow we will pick him up as soon as he is ready to go, as I have the day off to go get him. For his sake, and the vets!