Doggie Tetris. These little buggers and I have had A. Day. Starting at 3:30 when the big one got up with tummy issues and continuing on through a bedroom jailbreak to menace the maintenance men, a hallway freedom run to see the dog food delivery guy, and neighbor karaoke judging.
Someone is feeling better. Even more so since we only subjected him to two meals of the gastrointestinal wet food the vet sent us home with.
Poor little guy absolutely hated it. Hated the quantity (which is weird as food motivated as he is – he was 100% tired of eating about 1/3 of the way through his half can), tried to enlist his sister to help him finish dinner, and almost threw a revolt at breakfast when it was more of the same.
The look on his face – you would have think everything he holds most sacred has been betrayed …
Hate it when my babes aren’t feeling good. This little guy has felt like poo for the past few days: today he chose to spend most of the afternoon alone, soaking up what sun is available.