|"Fi to Mother Ship. Come in, Mother Ship. Please come pick up Abby. Message repeats."|
However, I have a vet appointment on Wednesday, and if all goes as planned, I will have my stitches removed and I can stop being part of the northern-most radio dish in the Very Large Array.
In the meantime, Abby has been having all sorts of funballs times. Without me, I might add. *double sigh* She went to the Dog Park With The Pond (without me) and met up with Murphy and Stanley!!! There was much Doodle-craziness (of which I was not a part....). But they all seemed to have a good time.
|Abby and Murphy preparing for full tennis ball swimmie action.|
|"C'mon, Murph! There are more tennis balls where these came from!"|
|Stanley, protecting the swimmers from unidentified floating objects!|
|Abby and Murphy, enjoying the pond while keeping an eye out for sea monsters!|
|Loch Ness Doodle!|
|Emerging from the water like the Lady of the Lake.|
|Zoomies with Stanley|
|Dog park action!|
And she's had general tennis ball action...
AND, on top of all of THAT funballs stuff, she had another doggie class, without me. Are you noticing a pattern here? Yuh, all of us scientists searching for intelligent extraterrestrial life are stuck at home while the goofballs of the world go off and do fun stuff.
|Practicing her camouflage skills.|
|Performing a balancing act in the shade.|
|Two happy campers! Jessi, the turkey hotdog lady, really is wonderful. And will be more wonderful when I get to see her!|
|Checking out the fire equipment.|
|And this ginormous truck.|
|"Mom, I like this futon!"|
|Very funny. Or it would be, if I had my reading glasses so I could read this.|
|Thanks for reading this to me, Jessi!|
Have a great week! Hopefully this time next week, I will be suture-free and having as much fun as Abby!
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus