Being the sneaky, opportunistic person that she is, Mom took advantage of our sickies to *gasp* dress us up for Christmas photos. Granny and Grampa thought we'd be 'dashing' in antlers and elf hats so they had sent us one of each, and Mom has been waiting for 'just the right moment' to take photos. Apparently when we're sickie is 'the right moment'. Thanks, Mom. We'll wait for the 'right moment' to leave some surprises for you...
However, there were treat involved...
And when there are treats involved, I can be persuaded to pose. For a bit, at least.
|Don't even THINK about adding a red nose!|
|This means I'll get lots of goodies from Santa, right?|
|Mom, you'd look pretty funny with antlers on, too.|
|This puts me on the 'NICE' list forever, right?|
Abby was also coerced into participating in the Christmas photos...
|Heehee! That's one happy looking reindog, dontcha think?|
|Awww.... She makes such a CUTE reindog!|
|Heh. Talk about a grumpy-looking elf! Maybe she should stick with the reindog look!|
Oh, because of our sickies, Mom is thinking about postponing Abby's birthday celebration for a few days. Abby turns 2 on Monday, but she wants us to enjoy the birthday cake (Mom's got a doggie cake recipe, complete with cream cheese and peanut butter frosting!), so she's thinking about holding off until next weekend. Besides, a birthday party AND antlers and elf hats might just be too much excitement for one weekend! Teehee.
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus