Write a Post, Help a Dog

Thanks to our buddy Tank, we're getting this in just under the wire (with, like, an hour to spare)...  Pedigree does an annual thingy where they will donate food for every blog post that mentions their Write a Post, Help a Dog campaign.  So, we're writing a post and saving a dog.

An awesome project, and thanks again to Tank for reminding us to get this done!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Back to Doggie Class!

Back to our irregularly scheduled posts!  (Grandpa would probably say, "They're not irregularly scheduled, they are just unscheduled and sporadic."  But our Grandpa is a bit of a 'concrete-sequential' thinker, while we tend to be more in the 'abstract-random' realm.  And Mom is split between between 'Abstract Sequential' and 'Abstract Random'.  Which means she can Think Deep Thoughts and still somehow communicate them to others.  I guess that's why she's an academic type, huh?  Kind of a fun test, actually, if you like that kind of stuff.)   Mom was 'Busy Doing Stuff' last weekend, so Abby and I went to daycare, and there were no funballs photos for us to post.

However, this weekend, Mom PROMISED that we could go to doggie class, so we headed off to Petco, to get in some edjumacation.  And since it was about eleventy-billion degrees out, class was held inside (in the newly remodeled and expanded Petco - complete with ferrets for us to bark at...). We suggested a squirrel cage to provide some indoor amusement, but apparently the Petco management didn't like our suggestion - no doubt worried that the tree rats would break into the bird seed stocks!   They did, however, have a cage of kids, which was pretty cool!

Mom, we think they should fence kids in all the time!

Heehee.

Today's doggie class included a girl named Mesa who was still working on her socialization skills.   We spent a lot of time 'sharing' - which mean lots of time with us in the 'down' position and getting fed treats (the idea was for Mesa to see that there were plenty of treats to go around, and she'd get rewarded for waiting for her treat - it worked really well, and we ALL got lots of treats).

Jessi, you need a third arm!

 
Seriously, we got a lot of treats.  And that's the whole point of doggie class, right?!?

We could do this ALL DAY.

Yep.  This doggie class stuff is AWESOME!  (And dried lamb lung?  Best. Treat. Ever.  Even better than Vienna sausages.  Just saying...)

And, of course, Abby posed for a few more Silly Photos for Garth's Silly Photo Contest.   If you haven't entered Garth's contest yet, go over and check it out.  There are some totally awesome prizes, and what is more fun that Silly Photos? 

No Idea what she was looking for there.   Squirrels?  Lost children?  Who knows what goes on in that brain of hers...

Seriously, that girl has a few screws loose.

Me?  I'm just pretty!

After doggie class, we got to stop by the Magic Cheeseburger Window!  It wasn't even my birthday (which is July 10th, just in case you were wondering), or anything!

10 plain cheeseburgers, please.  Just charge the lady driving the car. Thanks!

Heehee!  

Tomorrow, even though it is supposed to be about a million degrees, I think Abby and I will do some training for the Blogville Olympics.   We're totally entering the Discus (frisbee) competition, and probably the Freestyle Zoomies competition, too!

We'll keep you posted!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Garth's Super Silly Photo Contest

Our buddy Garth is hosting his first annual Super Silly Photo Contest. 

There are two categories, the Pure Silliness (non-photoshopped) and the Technologically-Enhanced Silliness groups.  Since I am a purist, we're going for Pure Silliness.

First, Abby.   Frankly, this is harder than you might think; Abby put the 'goofy' in Goofadoodle - I mean, they came up with a whole new breed just for her.   But, after much contemplation, I chose this one.  I honestly have NO IDEA how she got her face to look like that.  But I promise you that is all real, and no photoshopping was involved.

That's just not normal.  But it makes Mom giggle every time she sees it, so we're going with it.

On to me.  I am Extremely Dignified (I am half poodle, ya know), but as we were searching through the myriad of Goofy Abby Photos (honestly, that could be a coffee table book), we were able to find a few photos were I was looking a wee bit less dignified than usual.

Ultimately, I vetoed this one.  I mean, a Bad Hair Day does not constitute silliness, does it?  I can't help that I  look like Rod Stewart after he stuck his finger in a light socket....

I told Mom that a good belly laugh was WAY more in my line of silliness...

Why do Eskimos wash their clothes in Tide?  Because it's too cold to wash them 'out-tide'.  Hahahaha!

So there you have it; Abby the Goofadoodle, and me enjoy a good laugh!  Go visit Garth and then did out your silly photos.  C'mon.  You KNOW you want to.  And you know you've got some silly photos.  We ALL do!

On an unrelated note, we'll be back to our irregularly scheduled posts soon; Mom has been "Busy Doing Stuff" but she assures me that she help us catch up and get a post up soon!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Haircuts and Frisbees

Just a quick post here; Mom thought we were getting a bit wooly and dragged us off encouraged us to enjoy a spa day. 

"Before" photo...

Who ya calling 'wooly'?

"After" photos...

Okay, so we're a wee bit less wooly now.  And apparently Mom is much happier that we are not roasting in our dog suits.  Something about now she doesn't have to turn on the air conditioner when it's 60 degrees out.  I have no idea what she's talking about.

Anyhoo, after the haircuts, Abby and I enjoyed some frisbee time.

Some of us even managed to catch the frisbee.

While others of us were, apparently, just going for style points.

No, she didn't catch it, but she did actually manage to land on her feet.  Which is kind of amazing given that at least one of her feet is at head-level when this photo was taken.   And yes, she really IS all legs like that.

Heehee.

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the (flying) Hippobottomus

Frisbee Fun! And an Abstract!

Hi!  We are a bit behind in catching up with our bloggie friends, so be patient with us.  We totally blame our Mom, BTW.  She's all like, "I can't help you visit your friends right now because I'm Thinking Deep Thoughts for my abstract due on Wednesday."  Abstract?  Isn't that when you paint pictures of people with 3 noses and blue skin and call it art?  Apparently Mom said it is some 'scientific' thing.  Okay, how tough can that be?  I'll give it a go...

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An In-Depth Look Into Writing an Abstract

Background: There are lots of dogs writing lots of things, but there has yet to be a scientific abstract written by a dog.  I am seeking to rectify this problem.

Purpose: To show Mom that writing an 'abstract' does NOT require deep thinking.  Or lots of statistical analyses.

Methods: I sat down next to Mom and dictated the words while she typed.

Results: You're looking at it.

Conclusion: Writing an abstract is SO not hard; I don't know why Mom is all angsty about it, so we must investigate this further.  A ginormous grant from some charitable organization would make this investigation go much faster.  And with a ginormous grant, we could also investigate the relationship between the number of bully sticks available, and the amount of work Mom gets done.

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See?  Mom really needs me to come to work with her; I could crank out that abstract in, like, 30 seconds.

But until we can get around to visiting our bloggie friends, we will amuse you with some pictures from Frisbee Time today.  Keep in mind that Mom is throwing the frisbee with her left hand while fumbling with the camera with her right, so while the photo quality is not optimal, it's better than nothing...

Jaws of Doom will scare you into my clutches, Mr. Frisbee!

Abby does these amazing twisting flying leaping things. Sometimes she even catches the frisbee!

I got it!  No, I got it!

GOT IT!

Got it again!

Crazy puppy.  Doesn't she look like she's 8 months old?  Goofball...

Somehow, Frisbee Time always involves some zoomie time.

Frisbee zoomies!

Heehee!  Happy weekend everyone!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Wordless Wednesday: Sisterly Love Edition

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Another update!

Hiya!  Yes, I have managed to convince Mom to update our bloggie again! 

What have we been up to?

Well, pretty much more of the same, but no big excitement can be a good thing!  *grin*

Mom and Dad have been doing a good job with our lawn; Mom is watering it and is losing the battle against the weeds, erm, battling the dandelions, while Dad has been dutifully mowing the grass so we don't get lost in in the weeds.  And what is more fun than biteying one's sister in freshly mowed grass?

Abby has no bones in her body...

Not much.  I mean, we could do this All. Day.  Long.

And, of course, Abby has to roll in the grass.  (Although she's not turning green because Dad cuts the grass while we are at doggie class, so she doesn't get the chance to roll moments after the grass has been cut - which is when she turns green...)

I mentioned she's made of rubber, right?  Heehee!

Of course, we've also been able to get in some Quality Frisbee Time.

Mom says she's seen this picture before. I have no idea what she's talking about!

I got it!

It's a bird!  It's a plane!  It's Super Abby!

Heehee.  She didn't catch it here.  But she got great air!

Got it again!

I should mention that the frisbee 'action photos' aren't always of the best quality because Mom is trying to throw the frisbee with her left hand while quickly snapping a photo with her right.  So we're impressed that she gets ANY action photos!

In addition to all our frolicking in the yard, we went to our usual Saturday doggie class.  This week the store was doing it's big 're-opening' so there was all sorts of chaos with an adoption event, and give-aways, and we were trying to impress Jessi's boss' boss  (Jessi is the Turkey Hotdog Lady, who teaches Mom how to feed us turkey hotdogs) with our Most Excellent Behavior.  (Mom got no photos of this because she was too busy to try get us to pretend to be well-behaved dogs!)

However, we also had lots of zoomie times with out buddies Forrest and Jenny.

There was also some time spent on Things To Wear Out Your Dog When You Are Tired.   Much of these things seemed to involve plastic containers with holes in them and treats inside.  Abby and I were not totally sold on the whole concept.

You want me to do what to get treats?  This seems like a lot of work...

Jenny, however, thought these were The Coolest Things Ever.

I, however, was rather taken with a 'ball' that had lots of holes with treats stuffed inside.  Since the treats are bigger than the holes, it takes a little work to get them out, but it was pretty nifty.  (Yes, Mom bought us one...)

We also spent some time do the appropriate suck-up-for-treats behavior.  Heehee!

We KNOW you've got something good in that hip-pouch!

Abby will suck up to anyone for goodies!

Hi.  I'm Fiona.  Do you have any treats?

Heehee!

Good times as always!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus