I have modified nagios check_procs plugins so it returns how many processes it finds as performance data.
Here is a “diff -u” file so you easy can modify your check_procs.
--- check_procs.c.org Sat Apr 25 12:01:08 2009
+++ check_procs.c Sat Apr 25 12:04:09 2009
@@ -305,6 +305,9 @@
if ( verbose >= 1 && strcmp(fails,"") )
printf (" [%s]", fails);
+/* Added by hdsgd 20090424 */
+ printf ("|Nr=%d", procs);
+
printf ("\n");
return result;
}
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