Ellie B, aka Dogamous Pyle, had her regular check-up at the vet’s yesterday afternoon.
I marched her up on the scale, and she sat pretty still, as far as big rescue mutts in the vet’s office go.
The nice lady behind the desk asked me the verdict, and I read out, “77 pounds.” Then we sat in the reception area to wait our turn with the good doggie doctor. Ellie B made nice with one small dog and snarled at a tandem that came in with another owner. My cool head and strong leash-yanking arm prevailed. These were of a certain breed that always sets my dog off. I do not know exactly what happened in her past to jump start this behavior.
Upon hearing her name called, Ellie B bounded into the examination room and gave Dr. Danboise a good, hearty lick to the face.
The vet laughed, and turned her attention to our happy 3-1/2 year old with her stethoscope and fingers and eyes and ears.
Dr. Danboise is thrilled with Ellie B.
My behavior, though …
I give her too many treats. I feed her too much of the high-caloric dog food my dear wife Karen and I purchase for this dog of ours, too.
The vet would like Ellie B to drop 10 or 15 pounds, so that her ribs can be felt when you rub your hand along her belly.
Diagnosis: One and 1/2 cups of her dry dog food, twice a day. Stop with the people food, please and thank you. Dog treats, break them in half.
That was lose pounds, Ellie B. Not go to the pound. Relax. Good girl.
Have you ever been told that your pet is overweight? Have you been able to get your pet to lose weight? Does your pet’s weight reflect your own weight?