So today on Zoey’s dog walk we met an adorable, obese Staffy that Zoey loved saying hello to. On the second meet and greet, we had a conversation that went like this:
Woman: Is she a rescue dog?
Me: She is, yes.
Woman: When did you get her?
Me: We adopted her when she was 10 weeks old.
Woman: She’s very skinny, emaciated in fact. Are you sure you’re feeding her?
Me: Um, yes…she gets fed more than our bigger dog.
Woman: Hmmm, she’s very very underweight. Look at our dog. Perhaps you should give her to someone who knows what they are doing.
Me: Well the vet has called her healthy…
We walk off. Honestly, I am fuming and really really upset by it all. It makes me feel like a terrible dog owner even though I know I’m not. Their dog was obese for Pete’s sake!! Grrrr… 😦
So anyway, here is our ‘abused’ dog…