So, this morning I gave her a doggie treat. I didn't want to give her food, but considering the fact that all the doggie stores had closed by the time I found out she had lost a tooth...food would have to work. Prada has to go back to the doctor very soon (I have yet to make the appointment...) for a check-up on the progress of her weight loss. I'm afraid she has gained weight instead which is going to make me look like I am a bad parent. The diet pill she is taking works by attaching to "fat particles" which the Vet said I needed to switch her to a high in fat dog food. Well, of course, she's going to have gained weight because she is eating more fat. (She was previously on weight-loss dog food.) And, of course she eats ALL of her food...fat is what makes it taste good!
I try to limit her food to only her's and not Louie's and Hope's. I try to play with her everyday more than I have in the past. She LOVES for me to take off running in the house so she can run behind me trying to catch me. So, what have I been doing??? Running around my house like a lunatic. (I'm sure if the neighbors peek in my windows they think they are living beside a crazy person.) But, she still hasn't lost weight. She looks like she has gained it. Maybe the Vet will recommend a higher dosage of medication or maybe to go back to the weight-loss dog food. Now that warmer weather is here and that there is more sunshine in the afternoon, I can start taking her out on daily walks to help with her weight-loss endeavor. We've got to do something because the swimsuit I bought her last year....doesn't fit...AT ALL. You Live, You Learn.