It's funny how you come to know the small nuances about your dog. One of the things we notice with Mobitz, is how excited he gets with his meals. He taps his little front paws impatiently on the floor, looking longingly at us, probably wondering why we're taking so long for his food. Not to mention he is a very careful eater, almost to the point where I'm sure he takes one piece of kibble gingerly in his mouth, and savours every morsel before swallowing and moving on to the next.
So when I got the phone call that Mobitz didn't eat his breakfast, I was nonetheless worried. Part of me chalked it up to the fact that it was neither Darren or me who fed him. But when he turned away from his breakfast the next day, and scoffed at his dinner, I was certainly worried. The mucous in his stool sent off warning signals we could no longer ignore. We took him to the vet (where Mobitz probably felt the most violated since never), but not before he polished off his leftover breakfast - and walked away with probiotics - who knew such a thing existed for canines? Anyway, he is 7 kg (15.4 lbs), and the vet said he is a bit too lean for a puppy. So, doctor's orders - we have to pack on some puppy pounds!!! All good news to my ears, and by the time we got home, Mobitz got his groove back.
I'm very happy to see him hopping and skipping to his crate to receive his meals, and go bopping along after his hoof. He had us both worried, and now I'm wondering if it was just a stress colitis that caused all this hoop-la? Regardless, we're glad to have our 'bitz back. Welcome home, boy.
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