Winter Weight

I think I need to go on a diet. My collar started feeling kind of snug last week but I didn't think much of it; I mean collars shrink from time to time right?? Then I overheard the ladies at the grooming place call me "Gus-Bus." Wow, really?? Then my worst fears were confirmed when I had to get weighed at the vet the other day. I clocked in at a whopping 103 lbs.  Apparently I've graduated from a short bus to a Greyhound!  Time to get motivated...only 3 more months until swim season!! I've tried Weight Watchers in the past but honestly I felt a little awkward being the only male in my weekly meetings. Tracking food consumption is very tough; I mean who really counts all of their food pellets?? Sometimes I throw a mouthful of food on the floor and estimate the points but then I get so hungry I just end up gobbling them up without counting...I definitely lose track of my daily "BLT's" though (bites, licks, tastes). My mom has even been cutting back on my rawhide bones and dog treats; now I get puppy treats...half the size and definitely not as fun. I think I'll have to talk with my pack and see about upping the ante on our trail hikes. That should do the trick since I cannot give up food! Ok enough of this diet talk...I'll start on Monday...time for a snack!

Gus's Top 5 Creative Ways To Get Food

5.  Take up archeology as a hobby...anything found digging outside, under cushions and coffee tables is fair game and usually edible

4.   Envision yourself as a lion...like an injured gazelle old people and toddlers possessing food are easy   targets

3.  Familiarize yourself with your local kitchen...perform daily reconnaissance during mealtime hours

2. Perfect the art of looking pathetic...head tilts, furrowed brows, and resting your head on humans’ laps greatly increases your chances of receiving a tasty treat

1. Turn tricks...If necessary perform every trick you know to really impress the fans

Search & Rescue

In my recent trips to the dog park I have been witness to many incident and have seen common themes throughout. Today, was definitely one of those days. While trailblazing with my pack, we stumbled upon a very anxious and bewildered man. He began shaking a leash in the air and pointing in different directions as he spoke with my mom in his native tongue. After a few minutes, we left the poor guy and continued on our way. It only took us a few minute to realize what was wrong. Out of the woods comes a friendly, yet ownerless Husky. It was then that I realized it was clearly the owner who was lost and not our new friend, who had found us without any problem. In the end, my pack and I were able to help reunite our companion with his lost and very appreciative owner. I think the lesson that can be learned from today is that whether you are a dog or human, everyone should belong to a pack = )