Last night, Buster, our Beagle #2, couldn’t walk without help. This morning he was worse, so I had the Mister put him in the car and off I went to the vet’s office in the pouring rain. The tech weighed him, the vet probed him and we all winced for Buster when he yiped and cried as as the vet felt along his neck and spine. My poor furry baby.
Diagnosis: Fatty-Fatty-Two-by-Four.
It seems Mr. Buster has gained 7 pounds in the last year. How could he not? He’s become a scrounger. I can’t leave food on the table for one minute without him trying to knock to the floor the leftovers. Coupled with our sporadic walking schedule since the arrival of Nicholas, Buster now weighs a whopping 38 pounds. All that weight hasn’t exactly made him more nimble and at some point last night, while we were out, an attempt to quickly jump over a candle stick must have went suddenly awry. Kind of like that one time I was feeling saucy and put on a bra.
Buster got a shot and some muscle relaxers to keep him comfortable while his back heals. I told him once he is feeling better he is going with me to Weight Watchers. Friday mornings, no excuses! I estimate he can eat 10-15 points a day. He can boost up the point count by doing exercise videos with me. I’ll even buy him miniature terry cloth wrist warmers to keep his muscles loose and fashionable.
But before all that, he must rest. Doctor’s orders.
Aww I just want to smooch that puppy face. You know in the soft spot between the muzzle eyes. *sigh*
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Poor Buster. I hope the rest does him some good and he feels better soon. He looks so sad :(
As always…lol. But poor doggy. We’re about to become doggy owners **eyes bulge** for the first time ever! So, any doggy bloggy I’m all over and thinking “uh oh”–especially colleen’s last dog experience. ;)
I feel your pain. Molly was “diagnosed” about a year ago and we had to put her on a diet.
We too have been diagnosed with 40lb Beagle-itis. Though we’ve increased her activity level just a bit, I think just changing her diet and stopping the late-night snacking/treats has helped lots. I only wish I could adopt the same regimen myself. Hmm.
Oh thank God! I saw Buster’s picture over on flickr and was scared something really terrible had happened to him. I’m so glad he is going to be okay. Now if Buster is going to have to diet and exercise I think that I can get my lazy ass in gear and do the same. I hope he is feeling better soon.