My sister’s Beagle, Casey, got into the pantry today and chomped his way substantially through a 20-pound bag of Iams’ senior formula kibble. Here he is, his normally fit body stretched far out with food:
Casey's belly is swollen and he is in a food coma.
Poor Casey. Beagles, I have noticed, seem to have no control over their appetites. My sweet Beagle mix Penny, who passed away a little over a year ago, was notorious for getting ahold of foodstuffs and snarfing them down until she was ill. On one occasion she ate my roommate’s entire loaf of wheat bread, and I could see the shape of a bread loaf extending from one side of her abdomen for the next 12 hours or so.
Casey looks like he needs to give birth to a food baby soon.
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April 21, 2009 at 11:41 am
Casey is still in his grotesque state. He still wanted breakfast, but I decided that he has enough in his tummy to last the entire day. When the swelling goes down, I will continue his normal feedings.
April 21, 2009 at 2:29 pm
Yikes! Poor Casey reminds me of a sated boa constrictor. I hope he feels better soon.
April 21, 2009 at 6:35 pm
Oh! He’s going to have food baby octuplets! Surprisingly, I usually leave Bucky’s 40 # bag of food right out where he can easily get to it and he doesn’t touch it, but he gets so excited for dinner. But the other day he ate a bag of brat buns while home alone. He had plastic bag bits stuck in his teeth.