Sunday, December 16, 2012

A Funballs Time Snowy Weekend

We are currently under a 'winter weather watch'.  That is supposed to last until Wednesday morning.  Mom would prefer that the snow contain itself to the weekends, so she doesn't have to commute in the snow, while I think Dad would prefer that the snow fall everywhere but on the driveway...  Heehee.  In spite of the dire threats of snow, we've only received about 6 inches of snow so far, but it has been enough to make for a funballs weekend!

These first photos are from Saturday afternoon, when we had gotten a little bit of snow, but it wasn't actively snowing.

Mom says she has 87 million versions of this photo.  I have no idea what she's talking about.  As usual.

Life is GOOD!
We did have a doggie class Saturday morning, but Mom *gasp* actually forgot the camera.  Which is too bad, as we were 'door greeters' - being all mellow and well-behaved while people and their doggies came into Petco.  We could totally be greeters!  (Assuming we were well-supplied with treats, of course.)

As we got more snow on and off, we got to spend more time playing frisbee.

"Are we sharing, or just pausing in tug-of-war?" "Let's go with sharing.  It sounds better!"  "Roger that!"

Mom also spent a lot of time getting close-ups of us.  She seems to be a big fan of these photos, and occasionally we will play along...

Biggify those for maximum oooohing and aaahing!  Heehee!

After pausing for photo shoots, we got more frisbee time in.

Abby the Action Dog in action!
After a great weekend of walkies in snow, and funballs frisbee times, Mom decided it was time to celebrate Abby's birthday, even though Abby did not miraculously become a well-behaved, mature dog when she turned 3 years old on December 12th.  I was all for celebrating Abby's birthday because a) I always get cake, and b) I don't have to wear the birthday hat.  (Seriously, The Things We Do to Amuse Mom...)

Are you happy now?  Good.  Get this thing off me so I can have some cake.
I mentioned cake, right?  Mom actually makes bone-shaped muffins (yes, she has a special muffin pan just for us - why wouldn't she?!?), but they are Most Tasty.  A carrot-peanut butter-honey concoction with cream cheese and peanut butter 'frosting'.  They seriously rock.

At least Mom had a real candle for Abby this year - last year Mom had to write '2' on a card and stick it on another candle!
Cake!  (With our best 'baby-bird' impressions.)

The birthday girl

Nom, nom nom!
Most nommy, and Mom did not lose ANY fingers!  Heehee!

And for those of you who are having snow-envy, I think we've got a window of clear-ish weather to get Air Fiona out to pick you up!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus


harrispen said...

I wish we would get some snow here so I could have a funballs time playing in it. My favorite thing to do when we visit any pet store is to stand by the front door and greet all the people and pups as they come in. I keep lobbying for a job just like the Walmart stores have, but so far no takers.


Dexter said...

I have snow envy. Mainly because it would be better than ice. Momma walks like a slug on the ice.

I love the birthday cake action shots. Yum. Not so are about the constant frisbee snow crazy mental stuff. Sure, it looks like doodle fun, but you would think somebody might spring for a second frisbee to avoid all that tugging (of course it could be that the only fun frisbee is the one in your sister's jaws of doom).


Mitch and Molly said...

We are ready and waiting for Aire Fiona!
We just love your header picture, girls!

Love ya lots,
Mitch and Molly

Two French Bulldogs said...

We were wondering where all that snow was! In your neck of the woods
Benny & Lily

Anonymous said...

hello fiona and abby its dennis the vizsla dog hay sumthing tels me yoo ar going to hav an influks of siberian husky visitters before too long!!! and posibly also my sister the byootiful trixie!!! ok bye

Anonymous said...

pee ess mary krismas!!! ok bye agin

garthriley said...

I have a terrible case of snow envy! When can I expect you?

your pal,