Apparently I am now a Lard butt. Yups that's what my dogtor and my groomer have recently said. ~sigh~ First off in my defense I may have gained a couple of pounds. Well possibly more than a couple, but what 's a pup to do? Mom puts the food down and I eat, and eat and eat. Why I've even been known to stop, lay down take a bit of rest and go back to eating. (This is the honest truth)
It never mattered how much I ate in the past. All my stories of the hikes, and explorations here on the farm have been true. Mom and I have probably walked 100's of miles in my lifetime here. All this walking kept me slim and fit. Until there was no more walking.
Fast forward to our current summer from Hades. (The humidity is something from a nightmare. The weather forecasters have stated that it hasn't been this humid in NC since 1940) Summertime was tolerable to begin with. Mom and I would still take our abbreviated summertime walks to the hayfield, or if not terribly muggy to the pond. Then not long after that we started sitting in the backyard with my swimming pool and I would bark and chase the squirrels. For the past couple of months I have done the dash out, take care of business and dash back in.
Now with consuming a ton of food, (which I've done after my tummy troubles got better) and then add in no exercise, the expected has occurred. My dogtor put me on a diet and pawfuriends I'm embarrassed to admit, I gained 2 lbs. Mom reduced my food again and I gained 1 more lb.
Mom became determined that I was not going to become a Dachshund like my Angel sister Penny. Mom and Dad loved her to the moon and back, but folks she was the "Lard Butt of all Lard Butts's. She was a tubby girl. It didn't matter how little food she got, she was a tubby girl. At times not as tubby as others but tubby none the less.
I now am on a VERY restricted diet., and (hangs head in shame) I'm on an exercise plan. That's right, I spend 10 min a day on Mom's treadmill. After 2 weeks at 10 min a day, Mom will increase my time by 5 mins. This is my dogtor's recommended exercise regimen.
Mom has always said she and I are a lot alike. I guess this is true in more ways than one. Mom is a bit of a tubby girl plus she is Diabetic so she spends quite a bit of time on the treadmill as well.
I think I could really have done with being a bit more like my Dad. ~sigh~ Here's hoping you my furiends are not on diets and exercise programs. All you couch potato's enjoy it while it last.
Love, Molly and my Mom
It never mattered how much I ate in the past. All my stories of the hikes, and explorations here on the farm have been true. Mom and I have probably walked 100's of miles in my lifetime here. All this walking kept me slim and fit. Until there was no more walking.
Fast forward to our current summer from Hades. (The humidity is something from a nightmare. The weather forecasters have stated that it hasn't been this humid in NC since 1940) Summertime was tolerable to begin with. Mom and I would still take our abbreviated summertime walks to the hayfield, or if not terribly muggy to the pond. Then not long after that we started sitting in the backyard with my swimming pool and I would bark and chase the squirrels. For the past couple of months I have done the dash out, take care of business and dash back in.
Now with consuming a ton of food, (which I've done after my tummy troubles got better) and then add in no exercise, the expected has occurred. My dogtor put me on a diet and pawfuriends I'm embarrassed to admit, I gained 2 lbs. Mom reduced my food again and I gained 1 more lb.
Mom became determined that I was not going to become a Dachshund like my Angel sister Penny. Mom and Dad loved her to the moon and back, but folks she was the "Lard Butt of all Lard Butts's. She was a tubby girl. It didn't matter how little food she got, she was a tubby girl. At times not as tubby as others but tubby none the less.
I now am on a VERY restricted diet., and (hangs head in shame) I'm on an exercise plan. That's right, I spend 10 min a day on Mom's treadmill. After 2 weeks at 10 min a day, Mom will increase my time by 5 mins. This is my dogtor's recommended exercise regimen.
Mom has always said she and I are a lot alike. I guess this is true in more ways than one. Mom is a bit of a tubby girl plus she is Diabetic so she spends quite a bit of time on the treadmill as well.
I think I could really have done with being a bit more like my Dad. ~sigh~ Here's hoping you my furiends are not on diets and exercise programs. All you couch potato's enjoy it while it last.
Love, Molly and my Mom
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