After 2 weeks of renewed focus on Ralph and his well being, I decided to check on our progress. I have been diligent about giving him longer and more frequent walks, I've taken him for some off- leash time, and Jeff has been staying out longer with him in the evenings. Yesterday I even brushed him for the first time in ages, to the distinct displeasure of our neighbors as they watched their yards fill with discarded fur. So it was with a spring in my step that I proudly sauntered into the vet's office for a weigh-in.
Up almost a pound in two weeks.
It's a good thing he's cute. Because he sure is fat.