First, last week was my birthday! Last Sunday I turned 8 years young, and celebrated it with a trip to the Magic Cheeseburger Window, and, of course, the dreaded birthday hats....
|If you must...|
|Can we go to the Magic Cheeseburger Window now, please?!?|
However, Mom said we were "getting shaggy." I have No Idea what she's talking about.
|Shaggy? Who are you calling shaggy?!?|
|Ah, you must mean Abby. She's definitely shaggy!|
I look quite stunning with my new haircut...
Abby, on the other hand, now has a ginormous snooter!
|Yes, you DO have a big snooter!|
In Abby's defense, Mom was using her make-the-snooters-look-huge wide-angle lens. But Abby's snooter is still big!
But we are much more aerodynamic without the extra furs.
|Look at my amazing Jaws of Doom!|
|Yep, Mom is playing around with her wide-angle lens again!|
After chasing tennis balls, I like to sit in the shade and chew on the tennis balls.
Abby, on the other hand, likes to roll around in the freshly cut grass, with her freshly cut hair. Silly girl!
Have a great week!
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus