The Weigh-In
The weigh-in is tomorrow. No, not for me, for her…
Chelsea has a weigh-in at the vet tomorrow, and we start preparing for it a week in advance. It’s kind of like Weight Watchers. You know the weigh-in is coming, so you cut back for a few days. I hope the bow doesn’t add ounces to the scale. She’s wearing it, because who can resist a plump Chihuahua in a bow? Helps hide the rolls around the collar.
I can tell she hasn’t lost any weight. She feels heavy when I pick her up, and well, she looks heavy too. I’m going to make my husband take her for the weigh-in. He’ll get in trouble and he’ll turn around and blame me. It’s worth it not to have to go.
And then today, in the mail came the solution to Chelsea’s problem. I just couldn’t believe it when I opened the “In The Company of Dogs” catalog! Apparently I’m not alone with this problem. Just look at this!
Hummm…maybe a doggie gym is in order. Will someone local please open one so I can drop her off for an hour every day? Can’t you picture it? Little rooms, each with a treadmill, workout equipment, bowls of water and a TV playing Lassie? I’d even pay a membership fee.
Hugs,
Anne
31 Comments
Jean C.
Maybe that’s the problem!!!! Gabi just nailed it!!! Chelsea has been getting into the little pink fridge! Guess you need to keep more fruit/vegs in it instead of the doggie treats! I want to know how in the world they got the dog to get up on the treadmill in the first place? Our 4 legged friend would look at me like…. “Are you serious?
Enjoy the day… and hopefully the scolding won’t be too bad!
I’m thinking a brighter bow might help! Distraction is our friend!
Gabi
LOL….what about finding a pink one? And placing it right next to the pink fridge?
Diane
You crack me up, Anne — now I’ve seen everything. A doggie treadmill — that’s the ultimate! BTW, your blog is looking awesome.