Time for Bootcamp

Its official the matriarch of our menagarie is O B E S E, shhhh don't say it outloud she will hear you and be very upset. Our staffy is aging, she is around 12 years old and has been struggling of late so I took her to the vets for some advice.  Now I know that she isn't about to be in a two piece hot pink bikini any time soon and her body does resemble a tick with a head but obese!!  I was told that the best thing we can do for her is get her weight down, which will reduce her heart problems and her old ailing legs, dropping weight will give her a new lease on life.  So I walked away with a measuring cup and obese biscuits for dogs.

So it is boot camp at the Steer's, am I going to start walking around in army pants and calling myself the "Commando" probably not but just quietly and I hope the husband doesn't read this, I wouldnt mind being chased around by the Commando from the Biggest Loser...  ooops day dreaming again... mind out of the gutter and back to obesity.  Fatta gail was given her meal and I expected her to snub her nose at the very boring biscuits but she wolfed down the whole bowl and that is her lot for the day.

So weigh in this week is 20.9 kilos and will report her weight loss for anyone bored enough to care ha ha!!!

But frankly look at this face, how can you resist.....