The 1st of every month is weigh-in day. Mom Peep says she wants me to keep my trim, healthy shape and I guess I have to agree with her. I’m usually 16 pounds but today I was a whopping 16.5! Mom wasn’t concerned though. She said a .5 weight gain isn’t worrisome. Only if I ballooned up like to 18 or 19 in a month, then she’d be worried.
Here’s how she does the weigh in: She brings the scale into the kitchen and then first weighs herself. She doesn’t let Dad see the number and I know she’s always fighting that scale and watching what she eats. She has this goal weight that she likes to maintain and darn it, sometimes it’s just not working for her. I can understand how she loves food. I love it too. Especially those yummy treats Mom and Dad Peep give me. But Mom is always saying, “Not too many!”
Anyway, she weighs herself, puts the number in the calculator (she won’t even say it out loud!), then she picks me up and weighs me with her. She takes that number and enters it into the calculator and the difference is what I weigh.
She tells me the reason she wants me to stay trim is because I fit perfectly on the arm of Dad’s recliner. Any bigger and I’d probably fall off. You know that Three Bears story where the first bear’s bed the little girl tries is too hard, then the next is too soft, then the third is JUST RIGHT? That’s me and Dad’s chair. It’s just my size and I love it.
Mom thinks it’s important to get exercise, so I chase her around the house (she thinks she’s chasing me, but it’s the other way around), and we play in the yard. Sometimes she takes me for a swim.
I’ve gotten used to the swimming. Don’t tell them, but I actually kind of like it. I think they know, though, because the last time we went in the water I leaped off the step toward Dad and swam like a fish.
So all in all, weigh-in day isn’t too bad. I plan on being around a long, long time so I want to stay healthy. And I just had a very special day this past Sunday. Kind of a milestone for me. I’ll tell you about it the next time, okay?
Until then, have a super wiggly, giggly day, and a fantastic long weekend.
Woofs & Wiggles,