I've had full dentures since 1998. However, I've never had the funds to do a proper relining. About 6 or 7 years ago, the bottoms broke in half, in the middle. I checked all the products out there, and did an online search for possible repair ideas. I finally decided to super-glue them together. That not only worked, they held for almost two years.
Then, about 4 years ago, they broke again. However, the break was not as clean and smooth as the previous one. I found a mobile dentist. He came to the house and made the repair. That, obviously, lasted 4 years.
Now, within the past 2 weeks, they have broken several times. I tried the old super-glue repair. I've had to do this at least 3 times. I hope I did it right yesterday. I keep forgetting the glue must "cure" for 24 hours. At least the brand I got requires this. So, hopefully, they will hold for a month or two. Then I'll find someone here in town to make a real fix.
Now - the kitty. This 2 year old calico we adopted from the shelter in January very rarely gets up any higher than the floor. Last night, I could see her on my bathroom vanity during the night. Then I heard her slapping something around in the sink. I got up and took away her "toy" - a piece of dryer softener sheet that she found somewhere or other. I went back to bed.
Not a half hour later, I heard more ruckus from her and the bathroom sink. This time, it seemed she discovered my denture cup with the set soaking in their solution overnight. She had tipped the container several times, apparently, because the stuff had leaked out all over the vanity. I had to clean it up, from under bottles of this and that, and well, I'm sure you get the picture.
Those foaming cleaning solutions typically have a minty smell which is what attracted her, I'm sure. But I suspect it is not something she should ingest. So, now, I must put them inside the medicine cabinet and make sure that cabinet door is closed.
Of course, through all of this, she has decided I'm a mean mommy (sigh).
It does remind me of my dear sis, now passed on. She had dentures very early due to an abusive husband. Anyway, one night, her doggy got even with the brute. During the night, my sis heard a strange noise on the floor, near the foot of the bed. She got out and found that her cockapoo, Dusty, was chewing on her hubby's dentures. Considering what she had been going through with him, she simply patted Dusty on the head, and went back to bed.