Poor Maggie. She’s gained a few pounds, and I know why. In fact, I can see it happening. The Alzheimer’s mom has to share everything with her. And, with my schedule, neither of us is getting enough exercise.
I seem to be taking better care of Maggie’s exercise than of my own, however. I’ve hired a dogwalker 4 days a week because I work too far away to go home and let her out at lunchtime. She gets at least 20 minutes that way.
But what I’ve found most interesting is other people’s comments! Two people – for what it’s worth, both men – mentioned that she needed to lose some weight. And these were casual meetings – one at a farmers’ market and the other while I was walking her.
Why would someone say that to a dog owner? Trust me, it’s only 5 pounds! She just got through her annual vet visit, and that’s the number! What do these ‘commenters’ expect her to look like, a whippet?
I was polite. Really. But later, it dawned on me – if these people thought that it was acceptable to comment on the dog’s size, what on earth had they wanted to say to ME? And what would have come out of their mouths had the conversations continued?
At least, Maggie’s lost about 2 of the 5 pounds. I cut back her food from a heaping scoop to a not-quite full scoop. There’s no way I can control the snacks she’s getting, however.
But once again, exercise is the key for both of us.
Having said that, can ANYONE explain why I’m writing this at work, at 7:30 PM instead of from home, after a long walk?
LIFE! it’s always something!