My dog Rory turned 16 last December, but he has the appetite of a puppy.
Translation: he’s become a picky little shit.
I’ve tried rewarding him with treats after he finishes his dinner. When that stopped working, I gave him the treats first. Then switched to different treats. Then changed his food. Then his bowl. Then started hand-feeding him.
I’m willing to do the work.
Last week I learned a trick from my vet. I don’t know why she has been holding out on me for so long, but it got him to eat like gangbusters.
She recommended chicken flavor with broth. I applied said smear, and could barely get the dish on the floor before Rory was face-deep in his dinner.
I was a very happy Mama Dog.
You can be, too.