Showing posts with label treats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label treats. Show all posts
Friday, January 6, 2012
Treats
Mojo lives for treats. It's how he was trained. Every time he comes in from going potty, going on a walk. he gallops over to his treat spot and gives the the biggest smile you've ever seen.
Which is a problem when he's on a diet and REALLY REALLY needs to lose weight. It's not a cosmetic thing, it's for health reasons.
So this week, Mojo has eaten a lot of carrots and green beans. We tried apples, but he mostly thinks those are weird. Once he starts eating them he likes them, but he likes to move them around and take them out of his food bowl. While he likes his food to have different textures, cubed apples are too much.
The other day I put a cut up baby carrot and a couple of pieces of a green bean in his food. He ate all of his food, so that's his favorite so far.
The first time we gave him a green bean, he just chewed on it for the longest time. Matt chomped down on one and then Mojo figured out you eat it and that it wasn't a chew toy.
Friday, September 23, 2011
FAT
Our dog is fat.
His annual trip to the vet revealed what I'd been expecting: 75 pounds. He's up 13 pounds since last year. It's his cookie weight. He won't eat his food unless there are treats in it. He expects a cookie every time he goes on a walk or does his business. If you forget, he'll remind you by walking over to his treat spot and putting his snout as close as possible to the treats.
We spend a fortune on treats: Beggin' Strips, Snausages. His favorite are Lick-N-Crunch cookies—peanut butter sandwich cookies for dogs.
Also, his dad took him for an ice cream cone on the way home. They have a tradition of stopping for food on the way home from the vet. This might be part of the problem.
He needs to get more exercise and go on more walks and lay off the cookies. It's diet time, buddy.
Also, his dad took him for an ice cream cone on the way home. They have a tradition of stopping for food on the way home from the vet. This might be part of the problem.
He needs to get more exercise and go on more walks and lay off the cookies. It's diet time, buddy.
Also, ouch did this vet trip hurt. And I'm not talking about the shots, it was the bill. $270.
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