Merry Christmas!!!

Merry Christmas (and/or Happy Holidays) Everyone!

All of my Christmas presents are up at the House Without Wheels because Mom didn't want to have too much stuff to pack in the car for the drive home, other than TaiChi, Bufus and myself.

So.... I have spent the holiday in most engaging pursuits. (Well, okay, one pursuit. I just pursued it a lot of times!)



I LOVE Christmas football!!!!

Merry Christmas to all!

Heehee. Rather than Mom making me wear the silly Santa hat, I made her wear it!!! And whew! I'm worn out from this football stuff. Nap time!

*kissey face*
-Fiona, Wide Receiver-in-Training

A Brief Update From the Land of No Updates

Yes, I know. Mom has been Really Bad about updating. And don't even get me started about reading bloggies. She is so far behind in the bloggy world, that she's NEVER going to catch up.

But I guess she has a good excuse. The weather this weekend was Really Nice, so we went on several hikes (but, of course, Mom only brought her phone, so we just have these lame little pictures...):


As you can see, most of the leaves have fallen down, making for great crunchy noises. Except they also seem to cover over rocks and roots on the trail, and Mom tripped on one yesterday, and would have recovered fine, but her feet moving fast through the leaves sort of scared me and I bolted, and well, I guess I don't know my own strength, because the next thing I knew, Mom was on the ground, and kind of muddy, and muttering words that I'm too young to repeat. Note from Fi's Mom: all is fine, and poor Fi was so freaked out by the crunching leaves - she has never liked being chased, and I can only imagine what she thought must have been chasing her as I was trying to regain my balance! But, no harm, no foul!'

I should clarify that I LIKE the sound of crunching leaves. I just don't like the sound of a herd of elephants crunching through the leaves - which is exactly the sound that Mom makes when she trips and tries to recover her balance. Silly bipeds.

I guess Mom and Dad also went bye-sickle-ing this weekend, but really, who cares?

Today, though the weather is pretty nasty, so no hike for me today. Besides, Dad has some doctor's appointment that he has been preparing for all day yesterday with clear liquids, and stuff. I'm Not Even Going To Tell You what is happening to him today because, well, it is Too Frightening to Contemplate. Note from Fi's Mom: I'm not telling either. But it's just a routine exam, and nothing that we (meaning me - Gary's not thrilled in the slightest!) are worried about.

We have some (but not all) of the news on TaiChi. Apparently she has an e. coli infection in her bladder, and will be on antibiotics for a while, but they have pretty much ruled out cancer of any sort. So she gets to eat peanut butter (with the pills hidden inside) for a while longer until she is all better. But, she told me that she is feeling much better, and she's all into the peanut butter thing.

Finally, Mom has been sewing this weekend. She says she's almost done (she hopes to be done tomorrow), and will post a picture of it. She says it is doggie related, but I'll believe it when I see it!

Now Mom says she needs her computer back, so I'd better go. If I get a chance, I'll borrow her computer and start catching up on the bloggies!

*kissey face*
-Fiona

Another Very Exciting Day!

Heehee. Today I had the last laugh on Mom and Dad. They went on a bye-sickle ride, like usual. And they knew that there was a pretty good chance that they'd get to see part of The Tour of Utah, a professional bike race that, well, if you can't tell from the name, goes through Utah.

What they didn't know was that as soon as they left for their ride, I was picked up by the Tour organizers (knowing Lance Armstrong comes in very handy - I've now got All Sorts of Pro Cycling connections), and got to start the race and ride in the lead car for the entire race.

Anyway, Mom and Dad stopped along their ride to watch part of the beginning of the race. (The race started on Main Street, and then the riders leave Park City for a whole bunch of mountains, and end up climbing up to Snowbird Ski Resort. 96 miles, and something like 10,000 feet in climbing!).

Here's Dad waiting to watch the racers come by.

Imagine Mom and Dad's surprise when they saw this (you have to click on it to biggify it to be able to see anything... Mom only had her phone with her):

The racers were still in the neutral zone (they do a rolling start, so they follow the referee's car for a while until I wave the flag and zoom away from them so they can start racing) at this point.

It was really Quite Cool! (And equally cool was the helicopter ride I got back home from Snowbird. Alas, I didn't get a picture of that, because we didn't have another helicopter flying beside us to take pictures of me...)

And to cap off the day? When it finally cooled down (it was REALLY HOT today - it was 90 in Park City, and 101 in Salt Lake) a bit, Mom took me on a walk.

C'mon MOM. Let's go!!!

'STOP'? Surely they don't mean ME?!? *ahem.

Very cool day, today.

Oh, and if you want to see a picture of Boring Snobby Cindy, you can see how boring and snobby she was - totally running the other direction. What a boring snob.
*ahem.

*kissey face*
-Fiona, Cycling Referee Extraordinaire