Yeah, this is actually tragic. That's a child, and his mother (and father, if he has one?) is directly responsible for his death. Our lab (dog) was given to my dad by a guy he worked with, who could no longer keep her. They occasionally come by to see her (which, don't get me started there). They came by on Sunday: the guy, his new wife (they've lived together for years but just got married), and their two sons (or his two sons, I'm not sure). The boys are maybe 13/14 and 17 or so...and they are HUGE. The younger one sat down on the ground to pet the dog, and needed help to get up; they are both the size of adult pigs, with fat spilling out of their clothes. At least 250 each, at least. Mr. Mantooth, my dad, our girls, and of course myself were all horrified and couldn't stop commenting on it after they left. The guy and his wife are both fat--she is enormous--but ffs, what are you feeding those kids that they're so huge? Last time we saw them--maybe two years ago? The boys don't always come with them to visit the dog--they were fat/big husky kids, but they weren't full-blown butter goblins; there was still hope for them. Now...SMH. It makes me genuinely angry and sad to see young people like that.