You might be thinking that because I am 150 lbs, my dad is not worried about how LITTLE I weigh.
You’re wrong then. In my daddy’s mind, I should be around 165 by now. He is worried because I am not eating very well. Standing you can actually see my ribs, and according to vet charts, that means I am skinny.
To fix this, my dad made me baked chicken, pork loin and roast beef. Every meal I get two cups of dog food, and 1 1/2 cup of all of the above. So now I eat with enthusiasm. For Now.
Life Lesson: There is more to life than Eating. But not a Lot More.