My little boy has not had the best time recently. He was incredibly happy at our previous house, and since we’ve moved (two years ago) his health has not been the best. In the last year, his teeth have started giving him some issues causing him to drool terribly and smell like death. He’s seen the vet several times, and has had some teeth removed recently, and he is slowly on the mend. He is my little baby boy and follows me everywhere. When I am working locally, he will spend the morning with me while I get ready for work, sitting on the windowsill in my bedroom soaking up the sunshine.