Wednesday night at obedience class, Jennifer stopped me and asked a seemingly innocent question:
“How much are you feeding Bingo?”
“Two cups in the morning and two cups at night,” I said.
“Three cups in the morning and two cups at night,” Fred said.
“WHAT?!” Jennifer hid a smile. I looked at Fred. “Three cups?”
“The manual said if he acts really hungry to feed him some more…during a growth spurt.” Fred said a bit defensively. I’m still sputtering about the three cups. Jennifer is trying not to laugh at us.
Jennifer said, “Well, he’s a little bit….” She looked down at Bingo.
Mind you, last week, someone had told Jan that Bingo was fat and I said, “No way! You can still see his indentation. “ So I quickly point out his indentation to Jennifer.
“Yes,” she agrees patiently. “He does have a good indentation, but you should be able to find his ribs and his spine easily.”
“Oh no. He’s a fatty.” I said.
So Bingo is now on a strict two cup in the morning, two cup at night food schedule. We’ve added in some longer walks to work on his “thunder thighs” as one of my co-workers deemed them.
Poor Bingo… Michelle Obama has it right, childhood obesity really is a problem!