Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Don't call me a runt

Tomorrow Madison will be one. H-Mom had to go pick up a new six-month box of Advantix and she put Madison on the scale at the vet's office.

Sixty four point 3 pounds.

That's her one-year-old weight.

Hmmmm, she's IS on the little side, isn't she, commented Man-dad.
A little runty, responded H-Mom. An athlete, a dancer, a lean schnauzer, not quite so giant.

Maybe she needs more food, said Man-dad.
But she is not hungry, countered H-Mom. I'll give a bit more, but she leaves a bit in her bowl as it is.

I bet if she didn't go to the dog park for a month, she would gain weight, Man-dad observed.
Not a great idea, H-Mom interjected.

Well, who you calling "runty?"

Any girl who can sprawl across the queen-size Stearns and Foster like Madison deserves better than "runty." She makes the bed look little.

(H-Mom is distressed that the bed looks sloppy. This is Madison's "oversheet" though ... so that she can take a good nap after the dog park.)

H-Mom is in the kitchen this afternoon, working on something.

Put some extra calories in those, would you?


Eduardo said...

BOL! I think your a giant Madison! I only take up a pillow on my pawrents bed!
Hugs & Snugs
Eduardo the Snuggle Puggle

The Devil Dog said...

Hahahaha She certainly does make the bed look small.


Sherry said...

YOU LEAVE FOOD IN YOUR BOWL?!! Madison, what's with you? Life is all about food. Food, food, food.
5 mths, 33.8 lbs.


Hmmm, Essex is 53 lbs and Deacon is 74 lbs. Madison is between the two.

musings on a giant schnauzer in a little MEDIUM LARGE package