Who Let the Dogs Out?
By MissMeliss. Filed in Dogs |
I have come to the conclusion that dealing with dogs is one of the best weight loss supplements ever. I mean, there’s the walking, of course, but even just the hour-to-hour handling helps burn calories as well as any special food or drink.
For example, every hour on the hour, generally from nine PM to two AM, our foster dog, Charlotte, makes a “woooooo wooooooo” sound, which means, at various times, “Feed me,” or “I need water” or “I have to go out” or “Please scritch just behind my ears.”
Then there’s Miss Cleo. She had a fatty tumor the size of a softball excised from her abdomen last week, and isn’t supposed to jump around much. Except, Miss Cleo is a Chihuahua/Jack Russell Terrier mix (among other things), and jumping is her favorite form of self expression. Well, more like her second favorite. After barking. Trying to keep her still is quite the workout.
Perry likes to hide under the bed, or in the far corners of the back yard, so when I want everyone in or everyone out, I have to spend time playing hide-and-seek with him, first.
And Max. Y’all know about Max. He’s a bouncy puppy who likes to steal things. Shoes. Slippers. Water Bottles. My underwear. Chasing him doesn’t work. But not chasing him doesn’t work either.
As for me? I’m considering an automatic door out to the back yard.
Except I’d probably have to install it.
Reposted from MissMeliss: Escribition.
