You noticed a slight change in his behaviour. His once sharp grey eyes seemed to carry a hint of sadness, and his usually calm demeanour was replaced with a subtle restlessness.

Sitting together on the porch, the golden rays of the setting sun casting a warm glow around them, you gently placed your hand on his furry head.

"Toya, is something bothering you? You seem different lately," you asked, your voice filled with genuine worry.

He hesitated for a moment, his ears drooping slightly.