F is for Fat

F is for Fat which Obie is no longer.

I have been following the story of Obie, the overweight dachshund, for quite some time.  He went from seventy-seven pounds down to thirty-seven pounds in less than one year thanks to the rehabilitation efforts of his adoptive mother, a veterinary technician.  You can read more about him here: http://www.facebook.com/BiggestLoserDoxieEdition?fref=ts.  

Obie’s story is heartwarming and every photo and video of him has made me smile and want to hug him like a teddy bear.  You could call me pathetic, or his “mommy” a great story-teller.

One aspect of Obie’s story that I can’t get over is how, as a dachshund, his joints and back seemed to withstand the weight without much damage done.  A little extra weight added and Bill’s back and joints cause him to yelp and cry.  A little extra weight on Bill is a pound or two.  For Obie, we’re talking an extra forty-some pounds.

Needless to say, it doesn’t take much for a dog’s story to touch me and get me bubbling over in oohs and ahs, but Obie is special.  I want to send Obie a present for doing so well and sticking through it (even though people all over the country have already sent him countless gifts).  What story will I follow when Obie’s adventure is over?  Will his adventure ever be over?

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