Kellogg’s Special K Challenge becomes the K9 Challenge

One moment you know this woman I live with, the next moment you don’t. She’s Mercury, in name and in spirit. One moment you know that she’s brought home Kellogg’s K Challenge for herself, the next moment, you know that it was actually meant for you and not for her.

Here’s the story.

Ms. I-wish-I-were-svelte-slim-n-sexy brought home the bland white box of Kellogg’s Special K Ready-to-Eat Breakfast cereal, which is supposed to taste best with cold milk, and which on its pack says, “Thousands of women have lost weight by using the Special K Challenge.” Now as you probably already know Ms. Try-it-before-you-trash-it here needs to lose about 5 kgs before she can come down to her healthy BMI of 22. (Aha, so if I tell you that she is 160 cm tall, which is not so tall for humans, you can calculate her weight, can’t you – should I create a smart pup puzzle out of this?)

Now if thousands of women have lost weight by taking up this K challenge, obviously our Mercury too could. The day before yesterday, she brought the cereal box to the breakfast table. Cameo was having Paranthas with omelet and milk, I had a bowl of fresh cottage cheese in front of me, and Mercury had a bowl, some papaya, a glass of milk, and the panacea for all weight-ills, the pack of K challenge in front of her. Follow this diet, and lose 2.5 kgs in 2 weeks, was what the pack said. Mercury was ready to begin her quest for the hourglass figure.

Check out the pictures of the pack here and here.

So she read each instruction carefully, and followed it to the letter. She poured 30 g of Special K into her Chinese hand-painted bowl and then added 120 ml toned milk to it. Both Cameo and I sat there watching her. She looked kind of funny, if you ask me. She had that happy and satisfied look of a person setting out on a mission that was an assured success. And then…

She put the first spoonful in her mouth. She moved her mouth a couple of times and then swallowed. Then she swallowed another spoonful and then another, and another; and then she looked around; and then rushed off to the bathroom. I could hear her gargle, and while she gargled, I giggled and Cameo sniggered.

Then we didn’t talk about the K Challenge again until last evening. Obviously it was a strong challenge…a big one. If Mercury failed to take it on, it must’ve been a big one. But then, last evening, when I reached my bowl – I recoiled. There was something in my bowl that repulsed my delicate canine senses so strongly that I was physically thrown back. The same brown sugar-coated flakes were floating in the milk that I had seen in Mercury’s bowl the other day. Yikes! Now the K Challenge had become the K9 Challenge, and if one K9 wasn’t up to taking it on, it was Oorvi.

Of course, I created a ruckus. I threw a tantrum. I, the pup who wouldn’t touch Pedigree would eat those brown, papery, sugarcoated flakes –How could they think that? And, honestly I don’t think that I need to lose weight. I know that going by human calculations, my BMI is 85 – but we dogs believe in beauty being internal…and to be frank with you, even if my BMI was 120, and I looked like an over-fed Labrador, I wouldn’t take the K Challenge or the K9 Challenge or whatever!

So, this was the story of how Kellogg’s K Challenge challenges you. It’s a true challenge, I tell you. But let me also tell you that if you have enough willpower to eat two full bowls of that stuff everyday, you’d find it easy to exercise 3 hours a day and refuse to eat your favorite food after being hungry for a weak. It tastes yuck! But then before Kellogg starts a barking match with me, I should tell you that this is the opinion of one canine and one pseudo-canine a.k.a Mercury. Who knows, real humans must be finding it delicious!

But that leaves a question mark – why the heck did they call it the K Challenge? They must’ve known that it would be quite a challenge to eat it, isn’t it?