“What am I going to do with you Chuck?” She asked looking at her husky through the rear view mirror. This was the fifth time this month that chuck had run off and got caught by animal care and control. The dog’s owner, a human named Elizabeth, was dumb founded. “I neutered him, and it hasn’t done much. He has slowed down a bit, but that’s only cause he…” And with that she just realized what she had to do to her dog.
After a few minutes she made it to a simple fast food restaurant. “Stay.” Elizabeth said as she rolled down the windows. The over weight woman walked into the restaurant and come out half an hour later with one bag of hamburgers. “You hungry Chuck?” She asked to her dog which got a bark out of him. Elizabeth gave the dog hamburger after hamburger (plus French fries) till the dog was full, which was after about four out of six hamburgers, so Elizabeth ate the rest. After the meal the dog laid down to take a nap, and so the human drove home.
When she got home Elizabeth picked up the sleeping dog, and brought him inside. Once inside she put the dog on the couch, and put her hand on his belly. “I’m gonna get him so fat.” she said looking at the dog’s slightly chubby belly. Ever since she neutered chuck she noticed he gained some weight and that the dog had gotten a bit lazy so she now believed that the only way to keep her dog from running away was to get him fat.
Six months later. Chuck snored as she lay on Elizabeth’s bed. The dog had really gotten fat since Elizabeth started this whole thing. “Chuck time for breakfast!” The dog got up slowly, and hopped off the bed with a thud. He panted heavily as he waddled to the kitchen.
Elizabeth grinned as she saw chuck sit down. “Who’s my good fat puppy?” she asked kneeling down to rub over her tubby dog. “You are!” she said as she rubbed over the husky’s neck rolls and bulging belly. The human then to give chick his breakfast which was over a pound of bacon, and a bowl of coffee creamer with the grease from the bacon mixed in.
She no longer needed to fatten her dog further since one he was to fat to fit through his doggy door, and two. The added weight made him too lethargic and lazy to dig under the fence, plus the only reason Elizabeth took Chuck out anymore was for bathroom business. Anyway Elizabeth was still fattening her up her dog. She enjoyed the dog’s softness and warmth a night when she and the dog would sleep together, and also she had nothing better to do. See years ago Elizabeth was in a legal battle with someone, and won leaving her rich and not needing to work for the rest of her life.
Elizabeth knew Chuck would soon lose mobility thanks to the near all fat died she had him on, and she wanted him to get to that point as soon as possible. “I’ll be back in a bit puppy.” Elizabeth said petting Chuck as he ate, and she soon left to buy a few special groceries for a unique dish for the dog. She returned to the sight of her fat dog sleeping on the floor.
Hours later the dog awoke to the smell of a baked sweet, and when he opened his eyes he was greeted by a large cake. “Happy fourth birthday Chuck.” Elizabeth said rubbing her dog’s belly as he began to eat. She grinned as she watched chuck eat the vanilla cake (which was iced with white chocolate mixed with lard), and as the dog continued his trek to immobility.
