Weeks passed, and Reggie’s behavior changed. He stopped eating the venison and free‑range chicken she offered, even turning away from his favorite beef bones. One morning, his empty bowl and hollow stare worried her sick. What was wrong?
All day, Reggie paced the house, restless and agitated, refusing to return to his kennel. He seemed larger—leaner yet more muscular—than the night before. Cassandra wondered if it was her imagination.