My "Tawny Scawny Lion"

This was one of my favorite books when I was little. I made my mom read it to me all the time. But that's the first thing that pops in my head when I look at Jack lately. I don't know if it's just the size contrast, because Dink is so big, and Jack is like 10 pounds smaller than her, or what, but he just looks unbelievably thin. No, his ribs aren't showing or anything like that. But his waist is just.... scary looking.... I don't know how else to describe it. I let him out into the living room this morning and left Dinky in the bedroom to give Jack a chance at some uninterrupted food time. Dink is horrible about driving Jack away from his bowl. Either because she thinks his food is better (even though they eat the exact same food) or other times just because she wants to play, and of course, that's more important than him trying to eat. I've been giving him a regular fingertip full of Nutri-Cal everyday to kinda boost his calories, and get him some extra vitamins. Jer's worried that he's too energetic, and he's burning too much body fat. Which I never thought about. He is a very energetic puppy. But I don't know if how energetic he is is normal or not. Dink grew up in the semi with us, basically being trained to be a lap dog lol. Poor girl. She runs around a lot now, but she didn't have much room to in the truck, unless we stopped somewhere safe enough for me to take her out on a walk. Now Jack, he's another story. He's like a rocket ship shooting around on the floor. It makes me so happy to see him running around playing and so happy with Dink, but is there a such thing as too much running around?