We've been having all sorts of excitement as of late. I think Mom and Dad have realized that if we aren't entertained, we'll make our own entertainment, which generally involves much bitey-face, barking, and attempts to steal dinner off their plates.
A couple of days ago, Mom and Dad took us to the park. Now some of you may remember that last summer I spent a lot of time at the park, chasing tennis balls. But this year, with the mutant puppy being a little, erm, untrustworthy off a leash, we hadn't really been doing the park thing, but had been doing the hiking/swimming/wading thing. However... Mom has been doing some work with Jessi (the woman who is teaching Mom to feed us turkey hotdogs) and Abby, and the mutant is getting better off leash. So.... Dad thought that it was time for us to go to the park.
Cool! The park!!!!
And we're off!!!
I should mention that my mutant puppy sister isn't the best at sharing. She sort of thinks that what's hers is hers and what's mine is hers. Which makes the two of us playing fetch together a tad difficult. But Dad has a most excellent solution: two tennis balls! You probably have to biggify this picture to see both balls in the air at once, but it's true - Dad can throw two balls (with one hand) at once!
And this results in two happy doggies! (Rather than me getting miffed when Abby tries to steal my tennis ball and then me having to bite her ears off...)
Moving on.... This weekend, Mom and Dad had Yet Another Car Race, and because it was out at Miller Motorsports Park (kind of near the western desert), and it was going to be about 3 degrees hotter than the surface of the sun, Mom and Dad very kindly left us at home to be taken of by Jessi (the turkey hotdog lady). Jessi brought along one of her doggies, little Lulu, the Bug. Jessi didn't get a chance to get any pictures this time, but you can see Lulu here from one of her other visits. She's a feisty wee beast and keeps us on our toes!
There was a doggie out at the race, but she had her own House With Wheels, so she didn't get too hot. Her name is Remi, and she's a Whippet, I think.
Even I'll admit that she's cute!
Mom, Dad and Uncle Charlie drove the Old White Corvette, and Mom managed to not hit too many cones.
And despite it being about a zillion degrees out, Mom and Dad seemed to have a lot of fun. And since Abby and I didn't have to boil our brains out, we were happy, too!
And how better to express our joy than by some serious bitey-face?
I think the mutant puppy grew over the weekend (again). Seriously, she isn't even 8 months old yet, and she's a MONSTER. We haven't done the recount yet, but I have the haunting feeling that Abby is bigger than me, and probably is going to continue to grow uncontrollably. *sigh* But at least my butt isn't as big as hers...
|From Blogger Pictures|
Actually, it's not just her butt that's bigger than mine. Pretty much ALL of her is bigger than me... But hey, I've still got the psychological advantage. I think. I hope... If nothing else, I'm more nimble....
-Fiona and Abby the Ginormous Mutant Puppy