The tension mounted inside the examination room as the vet spoke to me with much distain "This excess weight is detrimental to her health and well being!" The vet continued as he scribbled on his clipboard, looking up at me as he frowned.
"All this extra weight is no doubt putting stress on her legs, joints, and back! If you don't cut back on her food soon, the results may be hard to reverse..." He trailed off as he verified her weight on the scale beside the table and looked over Shasta once more. Seemingly oblivious to how my stunningly beautiful black furred Shepherdess was wriggling and wigging about atop the table with ease of motion. Dipping and and bending her back in a play bow as she wagged her tail, her tongue rolling out of her muzzle as she smiled at me.
"I'm doing this in the best interest of Shasta and I hope you'll take my advice seriously" He said as he handed me the sheet of paper off the clipboard, now filled out.
"I recommend that you immediately stop with the treats and table scraps, cut back on her food to one quarter of a cup of food per day and be sure to purchase the obesity maintenance dog food that I have written down, and most importantly, I want to see her back in three months time and much lighter!"
With the slip of paper in my hand, I watched as the veterinarian nodded curtly at me and Shasta and promptly left the room. I looked to Shasta and shrugged meekly, the vet's verbal bashing had left me blushing brightly and rubbing the back of my neck nervously.
I gently tugged on her leash and watched as she gracefully leap off the table and rejoined me at my side as we slipped out of the vet clinic.
"Shasta, my darling, you got me in a lot of trouble today!" I said as I felt like scolding the fat bellied Shepherdess, but immediately lost my train of thought as she happily waddled alongside me, practically glued to my side as we walked together down the sidewalk, Shasta happily nuzzling and rubbing up against my leg as she smiled up at me with her big soft brown eyes, her tail wagging wildly as she bumped and licked at my hand.
Oh Sweetie! How could I blame you for being you? *I chuckled as we padded down the street together, rounding a corner and stopping, Shasta looking up at me with great curiosity.
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