Daisy seems to think that the proper approach is to swat at the ball.
Or catch it with her snooter...
And clear, she needs some help...
|THAT isn't right!|
Daisy also seems to think that tennis ball time involves bitey-ing me. Most of the time I run away from the crazed wee demon (I am seriously getting too old for this crazy puppy behavior ALL the TIME!), but occasionally I like to show her who's boss!
|Oh, c'mon on!|
|She thinks she's so tough...|
|So I have to show her my teeth to let her know I'm still in charge!|
|Take THAT, you crazed Hell Hound!|
|Watch again, little dog.|
|I show her, I tell her, and still she is a doofus!|
|Of course, it's even worse when she gets in my way when I'm trying to catch the ball!|
|She looks SO innocent, but I know better!|
Of course, I pose VERY well!
Have I mentioned yet how much my sister is a doofus?
Mom is quite thrilled with this next photo. Apparently she sees this as proof that the mind meld that she performed between Daisy and Abby has 'taken'. If, I guess, throwing yourself into the air with wild abandon and an attempt to catch the tennis ball is the essence of Abby (and, honestly, it is), then I think Mom's right - the mind meld worked....
Finally here is Daisy's 9 month photo. No, she doesn't seem to be much bigger than last month, and yes, I have been working on that sneer.
Here's here 8 month photo for comparison. You can see how much more enthusiastic I am now than I was a month ago! Heehee!
|Daisy at 8 months.|
-Fiona and Daisy the Bandersnatch