February 04, 2004

the doctor says, "lose weight!"

It's only three pounds. It's not that much weight to lose. But when I tell you how impossible it's been, how it's been making me want to tear my hair out, how I feel so guilty, well, maybe you identify with me.

Sprocket is three pounds over weight. She weighs sixteen pounds. Normally a, uh, compact little dog, lately her compact cup runneth over.

Note the compactness of this pup. She was 14 pounds then.

I've created a low-cal treat for Miss Sprocket. I took unflavored gelatin and boiled it up in chicken and beef stock. I poured the gelatin into ice cube trays and let them gel. Sprocket likes them lots. Spring licks them, but doesn't like the texture. I put boiled potatoes left over from lunch in some of the treats and she prefers those. More to chew on.

The vet also mentioned Sprocket's long toe nails. It's a perennial problem. I don't like clipping them and she doesn't like it when I do it. I'm taking her to the groomer so she doesn't accuse me of cutting her arm off the way she did last time. Little punk. One little arm and now she's got a problem with me.

How hard can it be to forgive one little arm? She'd weigh less, wouldn't she?

Posted by dotty at February 4, 2004 10:42 PM