*sigh* Mom really has been slacking on the blog thing (and my toes are way too big for the keys on her keyboard). First it was "the new job is keeping me busy" (yeah, but you get home at 4pm most days....) and now it's "but I've got Christmas cards to mail, and I've got to make your annual calendar so it can get shipped in time". Yeah. Whatever.
In spite of all of these 'things' Mom has to do, she managed to eek out a little time to drag us to the groomers on Saturday.
|Don't let our newly-shorn smiling faces fool you: Mom was holding up some cheese!|
Apparently, Mom thought we were getting a little 'woolly.'
|Us? Woolly? Naw.|
|We're not woolly; we're just getting ready for winter.|
Mom thought that turning on the air conditioning in the bedroom because we were hot was a bit excessive, just because it was 18 degrees outside and she and Dad were already freezing... *sheesh*
So once we got back from being de-shag-ified, we immediately went out to get the 'new dog' smell off.
|Abby, doing what she does best; being goofy.|
Today, Mom and Dad took us on a bunch of walkies, but instead of helping us catch up on our friends' bloggies, Mom has been combing through the photos from the last year, trying to select the Top 48 for our calendar. Here are a few possible choices....
Mom is still working on the calendar, she's (clearly) got a million choices! In the meantime, Abby and I are going to go back to winter tug-of-war.
We'll try to get around to bloggies, but Mom wants to ALSO get the Christmas cards mailed out, so have some patience with us!
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus