Meal Management, Life With Dogs

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One morning, Jasmine decided to give my anxiety meter a workout. She’s fine.

Chef dished out breakfast. Left. I put down meals.

We do it this way so that he has time to drive off before Rose takes her after-breakfast constitutional. Get the car out of the way before the low-slung, slow-moving dog starts parading around the front yard.

On this particular morning, Jas got halfway through her breakfast and stopped. She left half of the meal, including part of the egg, which she usually scarfs down first thing.

Fire, fear, foes! Awake!

Refusing food is not in a Basset Hound’s genetic makeup. Sure, individuals can vary. As a breed, they are the definition of easy keepers, foodwise.

Houston, we have a problem.

Jasmine doesn’t get about much. We worry. Her excitement at mealtime is one of the metrics we use to guage her quality of life. [Asking The Questions]

She not only stopped eating. She dramatically turned her nose to the wall. She was done with this.

I may have panicked. I canceled my plans for the day. I was not leaving the house. No way was anything happening to this dog on my watch.

I finally calmed down enough to administer the treat test. No problem.

She looked fine. But the meal! The food!

Turned out the it was the meal. Chef had added fiber to her breakfast. The Duchess was notifying us of her disagreement with the menu choice. She was, in fact, dramatically turning her nose to the wall. In protest.

Thanks, dog. I’ll settle down eventually.

Rose is Rose. I tried to give her the leftovers. A treat? Egad, I must run away. Took her until the evening to ninja over to eat it when no one was looking.

Previous dog posts. [Jasmine & Rose archives]

Onwards!
Katherine