Yesterday I went to get my taxes done. Every year, I look forward to seeing the dog of the cpa. Every year, much to my dismay, she becomes broader. She was so fat, she was a square box. Any fatter and she would burst. To keep her happy, the cpa gave her dog’s biscuits. And they are big.

The dog greeted me warmly, too warmly as she got on her hind legs to try and licked my face. She likes licking faces. I do not mind licks just not my face. 🙂 She started limping shortly after. He was so pained. How do I tell him he has to keep her leaner? I did not do too well with Cassie also. She was heavy but nowhere as heavy. I am starting to think for dog owners like us, who are not able to control ourselves giving dogs food and treats, we should not get dogs.