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After failing to get Flat Brutus in to Park City to see the sights (in all fairness, Mom has had a pretty hectic week, so FB spent a lot of time just chilling with us) we said our goodbyes, and Mom got Flat Brutus packed up to his next destination, Mayzie's house. With luck, Flat Brutus should be there by Monday or Tuesday. Bye, Flat Brutus!!! We had fun! And if anyone else has flat selves they would like to send traveling, we'd love to host more flat doggies!

Until more flat doggies show up (hint, hint), I have gone back to teaching Abby the Mutant Puppy who's boss. I've received a lot of advice about how it is all about attitude, and when it comes to showing Mutant Puppy who's in charge, I've got attitude to spare!

Wouldn't you be scared by that if you were some upstart mutant puppy? I thought so!

Yep. I'm So The Boss around here!

Smackdown in the making! Heh!

Here Abby thinks she's all cool because she's got the toy:
But I only let her get away with that for so long...

She didn't even see me coming!

Neener, neener, I'm faster than you, Mutant Puppy!

Still faster...

Ummm. Still faster. *heehee*
Let's see.... Hmmm. Still faster than the Mutant.

Note how the little Mutant tries to bite my butt in an attempt to make up for her lack of speed?

To keep the Little Mutant's "self-esteem" up (i.e. so she doesn't totally catch on to the concept that I'm just way faster and wiley-er than she is) I'll let her get the toy. Occasionally.


But when it comes down to it, I'm not the one who is all goofy-looking with her tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth!

Heehee.

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Mutant Puppy