Tyser and the diet

Tyser and I went for a little trip out to the vets this afternoon to pick up Franklin's medical supplies of insulin, syringes and pain killers and the first weigh in for him. After three weeks of dieting and a fortnight of eating expensive Acana light and fit made with un caged chicken, wild flounder and eggs all the way from Canada and made in an award winning kitchen to boost it was time to get on the scales. I think Tyser would prefer the carbs in his old food but were on a mission to loose the five kilos he has gained, his also having salmon oil for the old boys joints as his a bit more Mr Plod like than we would like at the moment.

So rationed with his daily requirement for weight loss with a raw hide chew treat each day instead of his dental stick (all that chewing has got to use a few calories surely?) and a few very small pieces of treats needed to get him through the day the weight loss programme started and how much has he lost? one kilo,one sad kilo. He was so grumpy at the news the small Yorkshire terrier who was visiting the vets at the same time was growled at, at least he didn't try and eat it. I apologised for him saying he was depressed at the news of being starved for three weeks and needing to loose another four kilos didn't feel him with happiness. At the rate of a kilo each three weeks that's another 12 weeks of grumpiness,only hope the bag of diet food lasts that long or watch out small dogs for Tyser is a tad hungry.

Tyser wants to say had he had the chance to have a poo before we got to the vets his sure it would of been weight loss of 1.5kgs and not 1kg.

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