Murmur

Oh, hey! Hi there. I'm a little embarrassed that you caught me there without my gown. It was a bit drafty.

At least I didn't get the part where you were licking germs off the floor. Seriously, rule number one of the doctor's office is to not lick anything!
I have no idea how you people resist.

Well, Foz, do you want to tell people what's been going on?
Could you?

Sure. Fozzie was diagnosed with a heart murmur about a year and a half ago. He got to visit a cardiologist and have a fancy echocardiogram . He was not at a point where he needed any treatment, so we just kept an eye on him.

Go on, tell them about the coughing.
Right. So Fozzie started coughing a couple of weeks ago, so we went to visit the vet. After some x-rays, it was determined that the murmur has progressed, and Foz has entered the early stages of heart failure. The good news is that we caught it very early and he has since been stabilized with some good old human heart medicine. Our little cardiac patient.
Tell them the rest of the good news!
Um, the coughing stopped?
Yes, and...
Aaaaaand?
Well, Dr. H told you the medicine would make me have to pee more, so you have to let me out now whenever I ask. 
Yes, that IS great.
For some reason I get little balls of bread twice a day.
(wink, wink)
Everybody seems even happier than usual to see me. Even those times I woke you up in the middle of the night to go out when my belly hurt.
Maybe you caught something from licking the vet's floor?
You didn't even get mad when I pooped on the floor early that one morning.
No, I didn't.
I still felt a little badly about it...

No worries, Foz. You have plenty of time to make it up to me.