Abby Update

Thank you all for not telling Abby that there is anything wrong with her!  She had her surgery last Saturday, and is spending lots of time lounging around and eating peanut butter (Mom says there are pills in there, but she gives me some peanut butter the same time Abby gets hers and there aren't any pills in my peanut butter!).  According to the vet, Abby's tumor was another grade 3 mast cell tumor, like last time, so they are going to start chemo in a week or so (which means Abby will have lots of opportunities to visit her fan club at the vet's office!).  However, other than this cancer thing, the vet says Abby is extremely healthy, so I expect she'll be back chasing frisbees with me in no time.

For now, however, Abby is the Queen of the Couch.

She is going on walkies with me, and she's allowed to wander around in the yard, albeit on a leash. (The sweatshirt is to keep the incision site clean - and she looks rather dashing!)

I do get a little stir crazy, so Mom takes me out for a little frisbee action on the sly.

I don't actually like frisbee zoomies as much without Abby around, so I keep my frisbee sessions short. Besides, Abby waits by the door and really works her "woe is me" look...

She's behind me, isn't she?

 

 

 

Yes, there is a lot of snart on the door, and that IS a canvas of Abby on the wall behind her.

Yep, she's totally mastered that 'poor me' look, hasn't she?  Don't worry - she perks right up as soon as we come back inside and Mom breaks out the treats!

Thank you all for the good wishes - I'll keep you posted, and thanks again for not telling Abby about being sick! (And don't worry, she doesn't read the bloggie posts, she just looks at the pictures!)

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Oh, Abby

Mom took Abby to the vet on Saturday because Dad had found a lump on her.  In the waiting room at vet's office, Mom found another lump.  The vet stuck a couple of needles in her, and the one lump Dad found is just a fatty deposit, but the other was lump was in Abby's armpit and while the vet couldn't tell what it is, he didn't like what he saw.  On Monday, he will confer with the vet who managed Abby's chemo, and they will decide what to do, although it sounds like Abby will have surgicals to remove the lump, and then they will send the lump off the figure out if Abby is growing benign lumps, or if she is growing mean, nasty lumps.  Needless to say, I, Fiona the Chronicler, will keep you posted when Mom hears anything.

I do know that if Abby has surgicals to remove the lump, she won't be allowed to run (or leap, or play bitey-face) for at least two weeks.  Good luck with that, btw!  Mom is going to have to get some heavy-duty sedatives to keep Abby from doing anything exciting for two weeks!

So, while I have told Abby that she really needs to stop growing the extra lumps and bumps, I haven't told her that she will be on Frisbee Restriction.  Instead, I just made sure Mom threw lots of frisbee for her today.
 

Mom even threw some frisbees for me!

I'll keep you posted on what Mom hears from the vets.  In the meantime, we're going to keep Mom busy throwing frisbees for us.

Throw the frisbees already, lady!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

How Mom Spent Her Vacation

Mom took some vacation days to celebrate Dad's birthday, and to spend lots of quality time with us.  So in photos, here is how Mom spent her vacation.  Basically, she spent lots of time with us, took a lot of photos of us, and fed us lots of snacks.  Sounds like the perfect vacation to us!

We spent a lot of time bouncing around!

I think Abby actually landed this one!

 

 

 

 

 

 And we spent a lot of time testing Mom's frisbee throwing skills!

And we got in some zoomies!

And we spent some time totally ignoring Mom!  Heehee!

Mom who?

I can't hear you if I'm not looking at you!

We also consumed some goodies from the nice people from Chewy.com (BTW, the Orijen snacks totally rock!!!)

Mom, stop taking photos, I'd really like to check out the snacks!

Which led to me posing for a portrait.

And to us posing for Dad's birthday (although Mom CLEARLY needed to supply us with more treats here!).

And Dad got to spend Mom's vacation clearing away some of the snow we got!

It was great to have Mom home for a bunch of days!  We think she should do this more often!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Happy Birthday to Dad!

Happy birthday - or else!  Heehee!

Mom says we look a little menacing here. We say she should take a photo of herself with a Happy Birthday tiara on, and see how SHE looks!  Heehee!

We did have a few photos where we looked a little less menacing (which, says Mom, is the most she can hope for).  We may not have big smiles on our faces, but hey, we are sitting still and not eating the birthday hats, so that's something!

You're going to give us those Orijen snacks now, right?!? Right?!?

Happy birthday, Dad!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Yukky Weather

The last few days have been really yukky in the weather department - grey and damp, and our snow hasn't been freezing at night, so our feets sink in to the point that it's not even fun to go chase frisbees (Really! Did you ever think you'd hear that from us?!?).

Luckily, Mom has lots of photos of us enjoying the snow back when it was still enjoyable.

Mom, where's all the good snow?

 

There has been a little dancing going on, too.

Nekkid doodle dancing!

Mom says this photo kinda scares her.  I think it just shows off my pearly whites!  (You can see our snow vanishing here.)

 

 

Nope.  Not looking at the camera. This snow is terrible, so we are protesting.

And here I'm only looking at the camera because the nice people from Chewy.com sent us some totally nommy Orijen snacks and I REALLY like them.  Hint, hint, Mom.  Take note of those treats, and the attention I give you when you have those snacks.  Just saying....

While our current yukky snow situation has made us sad, it IS snowing right now.  (It won't last, but at least it's better than the rain we had earlier today!)

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus