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
SheilaC
I can sympathize with poor Chelsea! I hate the weigh in at the doctors as well!
And aren’t you supposed to take off >everything< before you even think about stepping on the scale for maximum "light-ness"?? I thought that was an unwritten rule?? hehe
That treadmill is too funny!!
Good luck
SHeilaC
Nichole Wade
Now you know that she is perfect the way she is! I know they are fussing over it…hmmmm…maybe we need some diet treats or something? Try some carrot sticks maybe? Poor baby, I know all about trying to hide fat rolls! :) Nichole
Bev
Lola has the same issue. Charlie is thin and Lola is “big boned”. They are like a little shih tzu version of Jack Sprat and his wife! Here’s what I deal with:
Charlie: “I can’t eat all this!”
Lola: “Say, if you’re not going to finish that….”
I dread taking her to the vet too..I always get scolded..sigh..