Butch is once again celebrating suppertime, and I couldn't be happier. He won't stick his muzzle into his food dish (maybe it's painful?), but he happily lets me put food in his mouth one spoonful at a time. I had stopped feeding him crunchy kibble sometime last year, but now I'm softening his meals even more. If the next step needs to be mush, we'll do that, too. As long as he's happy and his gum condition isn't going to cause him to starve, I'll do whatever needs to be done to keep him comfortable.
If you can call this comfortable:
Thanks to all of you who expressed your concern. He's doing well, and I am SO relieved.
(Partial reprint of a post first published at Velvet Sacks on December 30, 2011.)