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Does Your Dog Have "Doggy Breath"?

Brush His Teeth.




Dog Breath Sure, you love those big, wet, sloppy kisses. But you'd love them a lot more without the doggy breath.
A simple tooth brushing can do a world of good. Brush your dog’s teeth, and that nasty doggy breath becomes "kissably" fresh. A healthy brushing only takes about a minute of your time, and over time those minutes could mean years of healthy living for your favorite four-legged friend.


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I like it when mom brushes my teeth. It makes them look bigger - Im sure if it!

lots of love
Normie
xxx

Comments

G’day Normie,

Happy Valetines Day!

Those photos of you sleeping are precious, little mate!

xxx Asta (Oz)
HI Norman,

I get doggy breath after I eat a sardine. I get one a day. And there is a chew stick that my sister say that my breath smells like I been eating a dead seagull. Now how would she know??

with wagging tail,
Luna
Hi Normie! We get our teeth brushed at least 5 days a week. It's just part of our morning routine... wake up, go outside, eat, and get teeth brushed!

Aire-hugs,
Poppy, Penny & Patches

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