There was a talkative Corgi at the vet's right beside me. Let's just say I wasn't liking that dog very much today. Pupils don't lie. I was done. I had to huff at him several times.
And then the vet said he wants me to lose half a pound a month. I'm not sure how that's supposed to happen. Dad said something about putting the food away for part of the day. We'll see. I don't want diabetes either, so I'll do my best.
On the plus side, I'm getting better. But I'm done with these adventures. I'm ready to nap in my box in peace again.
3 comments:
Your humans leave food out? Mine doesn't. But then, we are (mostly) members of the clean plate club!
Jasper, I can so relate. Well, 'cept for the losing weight part. I don't wanna ever hear the D word. ~Ernie
I am the opposite, mum can't get me to eat without appetite pills. I used to get fed mornings and evenings, but now I have food out all day in the hope I will pick at it.
Well done huffing at that corgi.
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