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"Say AHH": The Equine Dentist Visits

ANYTHING with teeth should receive regular care...
...including horses.

The horse’s mouth has evolved over millions of years into the highly efficient food-processing machine that we know today. What the horse eats, as well as where he eats it (at ground level or off an elevated rack, even drive-through McDonalds) will all affect how each horse's teeth wear. 

First, Dr. Morgan administers a sedative.

"Your eyes are growing heavy...."

Then mouthwash.

 The experienced vet checks carefully...

 ...to be sure the mouth is clean... NO X-RAYS...⚡️

...and to use expert 'feel' to get a sense of what's needed.

A gentle, calm "stall-side manner" is key.

She "rasps" the sharp edges of teeth so Chief doesn't hurt his cheeks.

Stable-mate Gordon: just happy it's not his turn today.


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