Another week, yet more frisbee photos

If you aren't into frisbee acrobatics, you should probably just move along, as there is nothing to see. (And if you aren't into frisbee acrobatics, what are you doing here in the first place, huh?)  Other than our frisbee excitements (of which there are many), we didn't do anything exciting this week.  Mom has been under the weather all week with SUO (sickies of unknown origin).  She's been to the doctor, but she hasn't had any 'lab results' back yet (no doubt due to a lack of labrador retrievers in our house) so she could have the bubonic plague, the morbid sore throat, or she's faking it, erm, or just a virus.  Regardless of the ultimate diagnosis, Mom has been low energy, so we haven't done anything wildly exciting other than walkies and frisbee time.  Which is not all bad.

First, a movie to get you in the mood.  Abby, by the way, is made out of rubber and has springs in her legs.  I guess maybe her big bottom really is all muscle.  Check out this movie and see what I mean...  Here's the link if you can't see the embedded video: http://youtu.be/eQKpEk9WV08



Crazy, huh?  Mom's working on some other videos where you can see Abby's ridiculous "hang time".

Me?  I prefer to stay a little closer to the ground.  Although I still have some variety to my technique.

Gotta make sure one tippy-toe is on the ground.

Two toes down for a full extension.

 

Notice my solid platform for the frisbee 'trap' catch!

Again, notice my solid platform while keeping my eyes on frisbee.

Baby bird approach to frisbee catching.

Abby, as can be seen in the video, has a whole repertoire of frisbee catching techniques.

A basic, vertical extension frisbee catch.

The zombie approach to frisbee catching.

Seriously.  There should be a statue of this in the yard, Mom's got so many photos like this.

Hippobottomus as Kung Fu Master.

Levitating Hippobottomus.

Apparently, we have been Good Influences on our mini-Dood friends Murphy and Stanley.  They hadn't really been initiated into the goodness that is frisbee fetching, but with some encouragement, a little instruction to their Mom, and our photo displays, the Doods have become quite accomplished.

So, we would like to explain how Mom keeps us moving when we are out in the yard during frisbee time.  The key is to start with more than one frisbee.  We prefer at least four, if not more.

Why yes, I AM stepping on Abby's frisbee while holding my own.  I call it displaying Sisterly Affection.  Heehee!

Okay, Mom.  Throw some frisbees!

Mom throws one to me, then throws one to Abby, by which time I've returned and Mom throws another frisbee so I drop the one I've got so I can go chase the new one, while Abby returns with her frisbee and Mom fires off another, causing Abby to drop hers, and then I'm back and ready for another frisbee... All while Mom is snapping photos.

When it works well, it's sort of like this...

I did mention my sister is made of rubber, right?

Unless, of course, someone starts hoarding frisbees.

Occasionally, there are other glitches in the system.  Sometimes I don't really want to give up my frisbee...

"Oh hi.  You mean you want THIS frisbee?"

And other times, when it is windy (or Mom is making Really Bad throws), there are "technical difficulties."

Whoops.  Luckily it was so windy that it came down again.

And when our well-oiled frisbee machine breaks down, sometimes this happens:

"I got it!"  "No!  I've got it!"  "No, it's MINE"

But that rarely ends in bitey-face.  Or at least Mom doesn't get it on camera because she's too busy rounding up all the errant frisbees in the yard!  Heehee!

Have a great week!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Flying Hippobottomus