Why Is My Dog Eating Poop? The Real Reasons and What Actually Helps
Coprophagia. That’s the clinical word for it. The real-world word is: your dog is eating poop, and you are horrified. If it’s any comfort, you are far from alone — it’s one of the…
Dog dental health, longevity research, and what I wish I had known before Cooper.
Senior dog care guides: joint support, cognitive health, diet adjustments, and how to give your older dog the best years yet.
Coprophagia. That’s the clinical word for it. The real-world word is: your dog is eating poop, and you are horrified. If it’s any comfort, you are far from alone — it’s one of the…
When my neighbor’s German Shepherd started losing weight despite eating constantly — ravenously, desperately — everyone assumed the worst. She was 7 years old, and the rapid weight loss with no…
It’s one of the most common questions dog owners have: why does my dog eat grass? And it’s one of those things that prompts a lot of confident-sounding answers that don’t necessarily hold up when you…
The first time I noticed Birch shaking, it was his back legs — a fine tremor while he was just standing in the kitchen. Nothing dramatic. Easy to dismiss as a chill or stiffness. But senior dog…
Watching your dog have a seizure is one of the most frightening things you can experience as a pet owner. When it happens to a senior dog — a dog you’ve had for a decade or more — the fear…
There’s new research out on senior dogs and diet that I’ve been digging into this week, and it’s worth talking about — not because it changes everything, but because it adds…
When Cooper started slowing down around age seven, I did what most dog owners do: I let him set the pace. He wanted shorter walks, I gave him shorter walks. He didn’t seem interested in fetch…
Birch has a mild version of what I now recognize as separation anxiety. I didn’t know that’s what it was at first. He seemed fine — until I looked at the footage from my apartment camera…
I found it during a routine petting session — a soft, moveable lump on Birch’s upper leg, about the size of a grape. My stomach dropped. My mind went immediately to the worst-case scenario….
I came home to find Birch stumbling in circles, her head tilted dramatically to the right, eyes darting back and forth like she was watching a tennis match on fast-forward. She couldn’t walk in…