By Sweetie, Personal Trainer and Fitness Guru.
Good morning, Friends.
You may not remember my previous blog when I put the boys who were substantially lazy and overweight on a program to get fit. Well, if you would like to read it and my plan to get them into shape click here and here.
It has finally paid off. Yes, between Grammy's monitoring and doling out their meals in smaller portions throughout the day and mine to keep them exercised they have lost a whopping 1.8 lbs. That's a little less than a kilogram but hey. Doctor White coat said they shouldn't lose too quickly and 10% was the maximum they should lose within a year. Well, it took us close to two years but we have done it That is what Etude lost. Rondo lost just under 11%. So now they are on an maintenance program which means they get about 1/10th more food a day. BUT the exercise program continues. We don't want any backsliders. No siree.
Grammy mentioned to me the other day that she has noticed they are playing more,chasing plastic coils and fuzzy mousies (No, not our fuzzy Mousie) and other toys and all this without me prodding them.
Grammy tried to capture one of them, Etude, to be exact, playing with a coil. But then the silly thing dropped it. The phone! She dropped the phone. Oh, Grammy, don't use your arm as an excuse. You just got clumsy. I saw you. Yes, she dropped it and it seems she didn't think about what was being picked up in the video. We have told her she must either redo the video or edit it. Silly woman didn't consider her laundry was hanging on the drying rack with her unmentionables in full view. How gauche can the old girl be? Unbelievable! So, considering her ineptness I deleted the video.
You'll just have to take my word for it. I have to tell you though... Etude was so cute with his belly swaying like a hammock on a windy day, so proud of himself capturing the elusive coil. Not only that I'm sure the whole world heard him as he announced it to Grammy.
Next on the agenda.... Grammy. "Hey, Grammy, get in here!" Grammy? Now where did she go? GRAMMY?
Check out the photos of my fitness gymnasium and the boys after their weight lifting program. The first is from when Whiskers was still with us. Look how cute she is in her sweatband. *Giggles*
Well, that's it for this week folks. We love you. See you in November.
By Mousie, chronicler of mischief and mayhem.
Hello dear friends.
I'm not going to mention what happened to everyone's lives this year... but just touch on our summer and up to now.
First and foremost, spring for us was not nice. Grammy, the old dear, had been battling fatigue since the previous October and finally they had a diagnosis. Along with it came a need to isolate since it was another autoimmune issue and with meds she would be further immune compromised. Little did we realize this would last for months and is still on-going due to these other 'issues'.
For us it would be great. We had Grammy home 24/7 except for medical appointments, bloodwork and visits to the pharmacy for meds. How delightful. Grammy would rub our tummies, brush us, feed us meals and treats and totally pamper us.
Little did we realize that she'd knit more than mollycoddle us. Yes, that's what the old dear did. When she was tired she slept and when she was up she knitted. Bah humbug! That wasn't the plan we had in mind. But knit she did. And care for Whiskers until she passed in July, of course. This went on through spring and into August.
Then one day she got a brilliant idea. She decided to hammer the floor with her body. Why? No idea! How her brain works, or doesn't is another question we cannot answer. Silly woman. So, the floor won. No more knitting for a while!
Yahoo! More cuddles for us, we thought.
The old dear started reading borrowed ebooks from her local library. Well, that took care of that! At least she would pet us in between page changes on the iPad. All was not lost... just not as perfect as we'd anticipated.
Well, the broken bone has healed but it will take a while to get the use of her shoulder back. That's okay. She can still pet us.
But unfortunately, she's back to knitting. Grrrr!
Oh, and just so you know... Sweetie isn't allowed to assist with the knitting so she's a grumpy puss. The boys are still big bullies. Lucky for Grammy I'm perfectly sweet.
Comments are welcomed.
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