He's seen Maisie for several years now and continued his work on her - she had a terrible mouth and he's been making changes incrementally over time - he doesn't believe in making drastic changes all at once. I always enjoy watching him work - he does the horses in the aisle, does not use a harness or stand to hold the head up and kneels (knee pads!) to do his work. He only uses manual floats and instruments as he believes they're safer for the horses' teeth and less likely to over-float, which he says he sees a lot of these days. Here's a picture of him working on Maisie from last year:
Dawn also needed work - she'd somehow managed to break a number of molars (perhaps she's taken to dining on rocks!), and those needed some smoothing off. One molar was broken down to the gum line, but amazingly enough it didn't seem to hurt her at all.
While Maisie was resting in her old stall and recovering from sedation, I made a quick trip to the dentist myself on an emergency basis. My bad molar really acted up over the weekend, but the oral surgeon I was supposed to see couldn't see me for another 3 weeks - which considering how my tooth was hurting, was way too long. My regular dentist got me an appointment right away with another good oral surgeon, and I'm relieved to say that the bad tooth is now gone, gone, gone. My mouth hurts a bit, but nothing as bad as it did before the tooth was removed.
Then I went home and trailered Maisie back to the other barn. My older daughter was good enough to help me unhitch - I wasn't supposed to be doing any physical effort today and only cheated a little. 6 hours later, there's still some bleeding, but that's to be expected.