Fiorella is a multi-tasker. When she takes the dog for a walk, she practices her physical therapy posture, walking with her shoulders back and her chin up like a soldier. When she eats breakfast, she also reads the newspaper and does the crossword. And when she goes to the bathroom--never mind.
When Fio studies Sonia's solidly-built Mastiff body and remembers the streamlined shape of Wendy the Weimaraner, she wonders why she's constantly fighting her own body type. DNA is destiny.
Fiorella is one of those people who used to have migraines with auras, which means, according to Google medical news, she's destined for brain lesions. And the heavy birthweight of her babies indicate she'll get diabetes. To top it off, cancer runs in her mother's family and heart trouble in her dad's. Guess all that means she's gonna die some day.