Anyway, he has been fine today until this evening when he passed out pasty stools again. There was also streaks of blood in them. He seems fine otherwise, so I've given him Gentle Digest for now.
I let him out for a short walk this evening and also to get some healing sunshine.
Being the hot and dry season, the crossandras are in full bloom.
Good ol' Bobs. He's nick-named "Loyal Dog" and rightly so!
I wonder, in his present Alzheimer-ish state, just how much he remembers and how much he knows...
Actually, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know me anymore.
I still know him.