Skip to main content

My Dog: Fluffy or a Fattie?

Does Molly's fur coat make her look fat?

My dog, Molly, has been to the vet a few times in the past couple of months for an infection and teeth cleaning. The vet recommended that Molly lose some weight and asked how much Molly was eating. "One and a half cups a day of ... dog food and some cabbage," I said. And yes, that's using a measuring cup, I explained, not a slurpee cup. Yes, Molly gets exercise--she runs on the treadmill every day. Nonetheless, the vet suggested giving Molly less food.

Is this a good idea? Let's consider some observations, facts and assumptions.

First, is Molly fat? Someone at the dog park nicknamed her "Marshmallow," and her hips look quite a bit wider than her chest when she sits down. Yet there aren't rolls of fat on her. When I pinch her fat around her middle, it's only 3/8" thick. Her hind quarters are too firm to pinch. Her midriff is thick and her hips are wide--but maybe that just means she isn't built like a greyhound. She also has a long, fluffy double coat, which makes her look bigger than she is.

What about weight? She's put on ten pounds since I adopted her in 2007. Molly was pregnant and stray when she was picked up and taken to the animal shelter. The first time I saw her, she had a thin, poor, oily coat, and she was docile and full of woeful charm. In other words, she looked like a stray dog at 45 pounds.

At 55 pounds, she's happy, playful, and energetic. (To be fair, improved diet, exercise and a loving home surely made some of the difference here.) Every day when I come home, she demands some affection for a few minutes and then jumps on the treadmill. I crank it up to 10 miles an hour for a few minutes while she barks at birds and squirrels outside the window. Molly can also run up steep hills like a mountain goat, keep up with any dog at the park, and she'll take on all comers--even pit bulls--if she's attacked. She can run under a bench and out the other side at a full gallop. So even if Molly is fat, she's fit and and athletic.

But so far, it doesn't look to me like Molly is fat. Nevertheless, I tried something that Dr. Williams Davis blogged about recently: checking blood sugar levels to avoid eating things that spike your blood sugar, which will put on weight. Molly's fasting blood sugar yesterday was 49--yes, forty-nine. It seemed low, so I checked my own blood sugar: it was 79. An hour after dinner, her blood sugar was 33. So Molly's dog food (Taste of the Wild, bison flavor) can't make her fat--just full. Two hours after her dinner, my mother's meter showed Molly's blood sugar was back to 49. (I used my own meter for Molly's first two tests.) Despite the low BG readings, Molly doesn't have any signs of hypoglycemia. I think those "normal" BG readings of 75 to 120 for dogs are due to a diet of typical corn-based (read: high-carb, high sugar) dog foods.

Another fact: Molly had a mild heart murmur when I first adopted her. A scan showed two congenital heart defects. Yet the murmur disappeared a few years ago. If a dog with a defective heart is overweight, does she run up mountainsides, chase dogs at the park, and jump on the treadmill at will?

Molly doesn't need to go on a diet: she's not fat, and typical calorie-restricted diets don't work anyway. She's a bit like Joe Nameth: she's fit, she's stocky, and she wears a thick fur coat.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Dana Carpender's Podcast; Dr. Davis on YouTube; Labor Day Sales

Dana Carpender, who's written several recipe books and other works on low-carb, has a podcast and is still writing articles at carbsmart.com. She's a terrific writer and amateur researcher (otherwise known as reading , as Jimmy Dore jokes ). I use her book 500 Low-Carb Recipes all the time and I'm looking forward to hearing more from her. I've embedded her podcast on my blog (click on the three lines at the top right if you don't see it, or go to Spotify or other podcast source if you're getting this by email). Carbsmart.com doesn't seem to have a blog feed, so if you want to see the latest posts there, you can sign up for notifications at their site. Dr. Davis has been putting a lot more videos on YouTube, so I've added his channel to the lineup. Click on the three lines on my blog if you don't see it, or go to his channel here .  * * * * * Primal Kitchen is having a Labor Day sale-- 20% off everything. They sell high quality collagen powder, con...

Lousy Mood? It Could be the Food

Here's a funny AMV(1) on what it's like to be depressed, apathetic and overly sensitive. Note: explicit (but funny) lyrics in the video. Hearing this song brought a startling realization: I used to be emo, but with normal clothes. Sulking, sobbing and writing poetry were my hobbies. When I was a kid, my mother said that she wouldn't know what to do to punish me if I had done something wrong. And yet things got worse. Over a two-week period in 1996, my best friend moved away, I lost my job and broke up with my boyfriend. I lost my appetite and lived on a daily bagel, cream cheese and a Coke for the next few months. I had tried counseling, and didn't find it helpful; in fact, I found reviving painful memories was pointless. Not thinking about them, on the other hand, worked wonders. Later on, so did studying philosophy and learning to think through emotions instead of just riding through them. But what's blown away all the techniques is diet. Since I s...

Carrageenan: A Sickening Thickener. Is it a Migraine Menace?

Let me tell you about my ride in an ambulance last night. I woke up at six o'clock from a nap with a mild headache. I ate dinner and took my vitamins, along with a couple of extra magnesium pills. Since magnesium helps my TMJ flare-ups, I thought it might help my headache. Then I went to see my mother. A few hours later, I had a severe headache, sinus pain and nausea. During a brief respite from the pain, I left for home, but less than a mile later, I got out of my car and threw up. A cop, Officer Fisher, pulled up behind me and asked if I was okay. He believed me when he said I hadn't been drinking, but he said I seemed lethargic and he wanted the paramedics to see me. (Later he mentioned that a man he'd recently stopped was having a stroke.) Thinking I had a migraine headache, the paramedics wanted to take me to the hospital. But since I knew that doctors don't know what causes migraine headaches, and I didn't know what effect their medicine would have on m...