Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Happy New Year!

Or, in the spirit of our late, great friend Dennis the Vizsla, Happee Noo Yeer!

We are ringing in the new year with cold weather (after some glorious snow that allowed Dad to continue to play with his new snow blower), but with the help of Musher's Secret, we will go on our long walkies with Mom and Dad.

Mom has been very amused with the 'panorama' mode on her phone's camera, so she has been taking some photos on our walkies.

(Those were two different days, and two different locations, in case you were curious.)

When not going on walkies, or napping, we have been frolicking in the snow.  (Actually, I had some sickies that reduced my desire to frolic, but I am feeling better - and now it's pretty cold to frolic, so I might let the youngsters get snowballs between their toes while I go inside and stay warm!)

We do, however, know how to pose when required.

Hey, Mom, fork over the snacks!


I think this is actual definition of 'stinkeye'.

I am about to bark for snacks!
Lucy continues to not believe in gravity.

And the youngsters are learning the fine art of snow zoomies!

Happy New Year to all!

*kissey face*
-Saint Fiona the Patient, Crazy Daisy, and Lucy-Fur


The Hipster Kitties said...

Charlee: "You just keep on not believing in gravity, Lucy. Don't let it bring you down! And that's some excellent stinkeye, Daisy!"
Chaplin: "I hope that bark got you that snack, Fiona!"
Charlee: "Happy New Year to you all!"
Chaplin: "And as Dennis would have said, ok bye!"

Molly the AireGirl said...

Happy New Year, girls! I wish snow would fall at my house instead of stoopid rain.