In spite of Mom's domesticity, we still had a funballs weekend.
Doggie class included an 'obstacle course' where we went around Petco looking for all the 'stations' that had signs instructing us (and Mom) to do various things. One of them required us to obey Mom while she was standing on a ladder. Let's just say it took a few tries to get this one right...
One of the other stations required us to
|Here we are sitting by the scary freezer back in the fish aisle. I don't know what they keep in that freezer, and I'm not sure I want to know!|
|"I know it's here SOMEWHERE." "If Mom didn't throw like a girl, we wouldn't lose frisbees in the first place."|
|The one Abby is digging for isn't lost anymore - we know where it is, but it's frozen in the ground, so it will take a little more work before it can be brought back into the frisbee rotation.|
|This is MY frisbee. If you want your own frisbee, go dig it out of the frozen tundra that is our yard.|
Of course, we also got in some quality bitey-face time. (Hey, when you've only got 3 frisbees in play, you've got to liven things up occasionally! Hehehe!)
And since Mom has started taking yoga in addition to her
And we amused Mom by posing for photos. Although some of us were not as amused about it as others of us.
|"We are not amused."|
|"Speak for yourself. I'll always pose for Mom."|
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus