Vet gave boog the chocolate menace of universe a thumbs up
Vet mentioned boogs weight gain boog was like you know man he’s a quack it’s my freshman fifteen pounds I said boog it’s pandemic twenty six pounds your eleven and arthritis ridden.
Ok man are we stopping to get a cheeseburger the rules are always go to vets be good boy we get a burger fuck that calorie deficit shit as he licks me lovingly and sits leans into man in truck.
So I told my wife and boys cut out snacks mister just can’t move and exercise like he used to.
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Got me fat shamed at the Vet earlier this year. It was tough - but he dropped 4 pounds. 
Now he hoards biscuits. No joke. He has this soft 'tent'/cubby hole (we don't crate here) that is his 'safe' space. I wash his blanket every few weeks. He now keeps bits and pieces of his cookies in there . . . just in 
case.
