Picky, picky!

I never thought I would have a picky eater in Spark, but apparently yes, that's the new routine. I'm not sure whether he's actually nauseous from the Neoplasene, or whether he figured out he can pretty much demand anything of me these past days/weeks.

As always, I woke up to a snoring pooch today. His eyes were flickering wildly, his feet twitching, so clearly, he was in REM sleep and I didn't want to disturb him. What a sweet sight. I'm slowly getting used to the idea that he probably won't greet me much in the morning anymore. At least not like he used to. So instead, I am greeting him with soft pets and little kisses behind his ear, my favorite spot because right there is the softest fur and he smells the most like himself.

He's been getting a little stand-offish when I serve him his Neoplasene/Cottage Cheese mix. Bacon bits used to do the trick, but not anymore. Last night, I tried a little canned salmon on top, and it worked. Today, I was out of salmon, but tried tuna, and it worked. But then his regular food afterward he did not want. I tried everything. I ended up heading to the grocery store and getting sardines and ground beef. Not a big hit either. I assume it's the Neoplasene - he may be a little queasy. I then made some mashed carrots with butter, and he loved it... figures.

Things have become a bit unpredictable these days, lots of trying new stuff, with a fair amount of turned up noses. But it's all worth it, because right now, I have a bouncy pet by the front door, demanding to go out so he can enjoy the day ... Life is good today.