The left side of my mouth hurts. I scream when someone rubs it. My LADY discovered this when she was washing my face yesterday. In the past, screaming has been a helpful tool to make people stop touching me. Not with these people, though. I scream, and they still trim my nails. I scream, and they still brush my teeth. So today, my LADY rolled me in a towel, and looked inside my mouth. I screamed louder than a elementary school fire alarm. She didn't stop; she looked inside my mouth. She didn't see anything unusual, so she said we are going to "monitor the situation" for a few days. She's giving me a mouthwash left over from Sofie's teeth cleaning. She can monitor me all that she wants, as long as she keeps her hands out of my mouth...
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