CUTIS was always known in the family as the cheerful golden dog with a big appetite. He loved mealtimes—whether it was his crunchy kibble, a juicy piece of chicken, or the occasional banana that the baby monkey insisted on sharing with him. His wagging tail and excited barks during feeding time had become part of the household rhythm.
So, when CUTIS suddenly stopped eating, it was a shock.
The First Signs
It started one sunny morning. Mom prepared breakfast for everyone—fresh fruits for the baby monkey, warm rice for herself, and a big bowl of food for CUTIS. Usually, CUTIS would dash toward his bowl, tail wagging, paws tapping the floor. But this time, he only sniffed it and walked away quietly.
The baby monkey noticed first. She tilted her head, holding half a banana in her tiny hands, and squeaked, “Why CUTIS no eat?” Her big curious eyes followed him as he lay down in the corner instead of eating.
Mom frowned. “Strange. Maybe he’s just not hungry.” But deep inside, worry was already stirring. CUTIS had never turned down food before.
A Growing Concern
Throughout the day, CUTIS ignored every meal. Even when the baby monkey offered him her favorite grape, which he usually accepted with joy, he turned his nose away.
The baby monkey grew restless. She tugged at Mom’s skirt and chirped, “Mom! CUTIS sick? CUTIS sad?”
Mom knelt beside CUTIS, gently touching his head. His eyes were soft and calm, but something about his quietness felt unusual.
“Maybe his tummy hurts,” Mom murmured.
The baby monkey, too young to understand fully, decided to investigate in her own way. She brought CUTIS a collection of his favorite things—a ball, a stick, and even her own toy. CUTIS wagged his tail faintly but still didn’t eat.
“Confusing…” the baby monkey sighed, sitting cross-legged beside him.
Searching for Answers
That evening, Mom decided to carefully observe CUTIS. She watched him closely—how he walked, how he lay down, how he reacted when spoken to. Nothing seemed drastically wrong, yet his refusal to eat continued.
The baby monkey became Mom’s little assistant in the investigation. She followed CUTIS everywhere, pointing out small details.
“Look! CUTIS sniff grass but no eat.”
“Look! CUTIS lick paw long time.”
“Look! CUTIS no bark today.”
Her innocent observations actually helped Mom notice patterns. CUTIS wasn’t in visible pain, but his energy was lower than usual.
Mom finally said, “We must find out the reason. Something is not right.”
The Visit to the Vet
The next morning, Mom carefully placed CUTIS in the car. The baby monkey insisted on coming along, clutching a banana in case CUTIS suddenly felt hungry.
At the vet’s clinic, the baby monkey’s wide eyes darted around curiously while CUTIS patiently let the doctor examine him. The vet checked his teeth, stomach, ears, and heartbeat.
After a few minutes, the vet smiled reassuringly. “He’s not sick. His teeth are fine, his stomach is fine. But…” He paused, pointing at CUTIS’s mouth. “I think he may have a sore gum. It’s making him uncomfortable to chew.”
Mom sighed in relief. “So that’s the reason.”
The baby monkey leaned closer, whispering to CUTIS, “Your mouth hurt? Ohhh, poor CUTIS.” She patted his head softly.
The vet explained that CUTIS might have hurt his gum while chewing on a hard stick. It wasn’t serious, but he needed softer food for a while.
The Solution
Back home, Mom prepared soft meals—warm rice porridge mixed with shredded chicken, and mashed vegetables. The baby monkey eagerly helped, pretending to be a little chef. She stirred the bowl clumsily, spilling some, and giggled, “Special food for CUTIS!”
When the bowl was placed before him, CUTIS sniffed cautiously. The smell tempted him. Slowly, he took a small bite. His eyes brightened, tail wagging gently. The baby monkey clapped her hands. “Yay! CUTIS eat again!”
Day by day, CUTIS regained his appetite. The baby monkey continued to watch him closely, reporting to Mom every meal:
“CUTIS eat three spoon!”
“CUTIS lick bowl clean!”
“CUTIS happy again!”
A Lesson Learned
Mom realized how much CUTIS’s behavior affected the whole family. His silence and refusal to eat had left everyone unsettled, showing just how deeply connected they all were.
The baby monkey, in her innocent way, had also learned something valuable—that when someone suddenly changes, there is usually a reason behind it. Care, patience, and love could uncover that reason.
One evening, after CUTIS had eaten well and was lying comfortably with the baby monkey curled beside him, Mom smiled.
“You see,” she said gently, “sometimes we must listen not just with our ears, but with our hearts. CUTIS couldn’t tell us in words, but his silence spoke.”
The baby monkey nodded, hugging CUTIS tightly. “CUTIS family. We take care.”
Happiness Restored
From then on, mealtimes returned to their joyful rhythm. CUTIS wagged his tail excitedly, the baby monkey giggled as she shared fruit with him, and Mom felt peace knowing everyone was healthy again.
But one thing had changed: the bond between them grew even stronger. Whenever CUTIS looked at the baby monkey, it was with gentle gratitude, as if to say, Thank you for not giving up on me.
And the baby monkey often reminded Mom with her innocent wisdom: “If CUTIS no eat again, we look, we care, we love.”
Mom smiled each time, knowing that love and care had once again solved a mystery in their little family.
