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When it's time to eat, she picks up one piece of kibble from her bowl, runs across the house to the living room, dances in a little circle to fluff up her dog bed, lays down, drops the kibble onto the bed, stares at it, sniffs it, then gobbles it, hops up, stretches, and patters back to the kitchen for
another bite.
I've tried this with one spoon of food at a time and I didn't lose any weight.
Maybe I shouldn't chose a ladle as my spoon?
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I guess I could try this, but I don't like kibble. |
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You could try crapping on your neighbo(u)r's lawn, too. |
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the trouble with these new fangled diets is that you get seriously bored with them. <what is kibble? my dog wants to know> |
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Kibble means 'coarsely ground meal or grain'. Dog food comes in small bits, so sometimes it's called 'kibble'. |
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One of my cats will eat the other cat's food by batting one piece out, then eating it, 20 goto 10. The idea seems to be that if she sticks her face in the bowl, she'll be noticed but if she quickly hooks a piece out and away she can get away with it for a while. |
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Star, one of my dogs can open a ring pull tin of catfood, if I don't catch her first. |
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My cats do that too, but realy violently throwing food all over the kitchen floor. He then roams around eating each piece one at a time. I guess they do it because they are bored of the constant sleeping and self cleaning they fill their little lives with. Aaww...i love 'em... |
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If you moved the dog's bed to one end of the house and her bowl to the opposite end, then reduced the 'chunk size' of the kibble to ensure the maximum number of journeys required to ingest the total meal weight, would you in so doing have ensured that your dog will have walked itself enough to fulfill its daily exercise requirements with (almost) no effort on your part? (except perhaps clearing up the pooh you have denied it the chance to deposit outdoors of course). |
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I *REALLY* don't want to explain the image that came to mind when I read the title of this! |
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I like it. It's like the "Fussy Little Girl Diet" I noticed my niece was on this past Christmas. On your plate you have a roll, three olives, a pickle spear, a tablespoon of macaroni and cheese and a slice of ham. Ignore the ham, fidget in the chair for ten minutes, eat two olives, sneak into the next room to see the Christmas tree, refuse to eat the pickle because it is not a dill, tear the roll into large chunks and finally, under threat of parental intervention, eat two microscopic bites of the mac and cheese. |
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