I have an appointment with the vet on Saturday for general wellness checkup for Grizzley, Brandy and Foster. I didn’t want to have to bring 3 of them together, but since I cannot take any of them with Brooklyn when I take her for a checkup, instead of having to drive there 3 times, I thought it would be easier to just make two trips to the vet since it’s about 45 minute drive there. But then the images of me struggling to manage them trying to keep the stress level to the grumpy old Grizzley to the minimum made me kinda regret making such an appointment.

My trusty old Grizzley must have understood my dilemma somehow and solved the problem by not eating starting Tuesday evening. Because Grizzley skips a meal or two a couple of times a year when he’s not in the mood for eating certain flavor, I wasn’t worried in the beginning. But this morning, I found that he hadn’t touched his food yesterday, either. One and a half day of not eating = not good. Alarmed, I gave him his breakfast and he walked away from it as well. I called the vet’s office, but couldn’t get an appointment. So tomorrow, I have to drop him off in the morning and pick him up in the evening, instead of taking him on Saturday. Please pray that it’s nothing serious.