Wednesday, July 2, 2008

The Rufus Council on Physical Fitness

His whole life, Rufus was a swelt dog

Uh, no not really. Until his body caught up with him, he looked anorexic

Then he filled out like he should have

Then he started getting chunky in the winter

I won't tolerate fat bassets in my house

Just one fat person

Rufus and Angel went on diet doggie food

But since a wee thing, Rufus was taught to use the treadmill

He loved walking on the treadmill









He would try to get on it before I could

When I shut it off, he would diligently sit and make eye contact for his treat (which he got on a sometimes, always, never basis).









Angel can't figure out the attraction

She tries to get on the wrong end

But Rufus figured it out









See?

3 comments:

Maggie & Mitch said...

Way to go, Rufus! We love the sweatband!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

River said...

That is so cool! He's moving at a pretty fast pace, too. Sweatband is funny.

love & wags,
River

Ula1010 said...

The expression on Rufus' face looks a lot like many long suffering humans who force themselves on the treadmill for good, but not necessarily fun, reasons.

He did really rock those sweatbands though.