This little guy gave me quite a scare over Thanksgiving week. Stopped eating, wouldn't even eat his favorite things, very lethargic, just wanted to stay on the couch. Didn't even want to go out for a walk which is pretty much his favorite thing on the planet. I thought I was going to lose him because this is exactly what happened with my last Boston before I had to put him down. After some bloodwork and some excruciating waiting for results, it turns it was pancreatitis which is totally treatable, and after 5 or 6 days he was 100% back to his goofy self, so as all good dog parents do, I bought him a nice snorkel jacket for our upcoming winter hikes.