I wish the camera really DID add 10 pounds

Some of my more astute followers of the 'round-the-clock bitey-face action that goes on in my house may have noticed that as of late there has been quite a bit more of this going on:


Where I am the doggie on THE BOTTOM. In the good old days, it was ALWAYS like this:

With Lard-Butt always on the ground begging for mercy.

Lard-Butt (and understand, new readers who have come here through the Blog Hop, that I have love in my heart when I call my dear little sister 'Lard-Butt') has also become Substantially Larger than me. Seriously. Look at this picture, taken today and undoctored. Even when I stand on a little hill, Lard Butt is Bigger Than Me.

Fr'instance, just look at her hind leggies compared to mine. I am all lithe and built for speed, while she's built like a cement truck.

Here's another angle. Look at that neck. I have a nice slim, poodle neck, and she's got the neck of a linebacker. (And she's taller than me. Not to mention wider.)

Do I look worried in that picture? You betcha. She's a MONSTER.

Yesterday, Mom and Dad decided to do a very unscientific weigh-in for the two of us. Keep in mind that Abby and I are biological sisters; exact same mother and father, we are just from different litters. Uncle Larry got on the scale and after we got his weight (don't worry, Larry, my lips are sealed! *grin*), he was handed me. I came in at a petite 50 lbs. Abby the Lard Butt was weighed twice (which, in hindsight, might not have been the best idea as Dad gave himself a hernia picking her up to hand to Uncle Larry...) and came in 65 lbs. HELLO?!? My sister is 15 pounds heavier than me?!? That's like a whole extra small dog.

*sheesh*

No wonder I've got my paws full with her.

A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do...

And not only is she bigger, but she's crazy. Seriously. Look at this; her head is on backwards!

Oy veh.

And what is up with the Crazy Eyes?


She's not faster than me, BTW. She's just too lazy to run all the across the yard (like it's So Far...) to get the frisbee...


As an aside, look at her running style compared to mine; I am all nimble-like, while she lumbers...


Help! I've got a herd of elephants chasing me! Oh, wait, that's just Lard Butt. Heehee.

It's a good thing that this is Abby's natural position in snow:

Seriously. She does this a lot...

As long as I'm quicker I think I'll be okay.

And I really do love her. And as the Thundering Herd pointed out, bitey-face with a hamster would be entertaining only once, and after that, not so much. So I guess I'll keep Abby, even if she has grown (and is still growing) into a Lard-Butted Hippobottomus! *grin*

*kissey face*
-Fiona the Petite and Abby the Hippobottomus