Bad breath

Baxter has bad breath. Not just your run of the mill "ewwww" breath, but really fowl and gross smelling. She is going to have to go to the vet. Don't tell Paul because that is another unbudgeted expense. Poor little girl. I don't know why I hadn't thought about it before this. I guess because you expect it from dogs. I figured it was dental related. We haven't been brushing her teeth, just dental bones. Reading up on the stuff this morning. She doesn't act like it's a tooth: no trouble eating, she's not drooling. Those are the symptoms. We gotta find out if there's something wrong with our baby. I am now concerned that she might have an obstruction. She regularly eats underwear. The other day, she dumped the garbage with a whole uncooked chicken. We don't think she got much, but she did get some of the garbage. Often I walk into one of the bathrooms and that garbage is scattered on the floor. Gross. If Paul doesn't put his black socks in laundry immediately, Bax will find them. Maybe we should adopt a rabbit or some other small animal to distract her nose. It's in her breed. She's gotta root out something. She has chosen garbage and human scented clothing. I love that dog. I feel sad for her because people are beginning to avoid her. She may not show it, but it hurts her feelings.