I have been bugging Mom
forever about getting MY
MangoMinster entry in, but she was understandably distracted for a while, and on top of that, she's been dithering about my entry. Not about my class, because it is clear that I am nothing if not a Sporty Dog; she's been dithering because she was "not sure what picture to use". I can understand her dilemma. I mean there are only about a zillion pictures of me as a sporty dog. Fr'instance...
There is me playing football:
And here I am practing Doga:
And I am a consummate hiker:
And here I am being a Good Sport, by letting TaiChi walk all over me:
(Hey, she's my little big sister; of course she can walk all over me!)And there's about a million variations of these pictures.
(Which also makes me a good sport, in my mind, for putting up with the flashy box all the time! If nothing else, it should earn me a few extra cookies!) Any of which Mom could have picked
(hence the dithering). But since we FINALLY have been getting snow
(you know that statement about 'be careful what you wish for'? Yeah...), Mom has been getting a lot of pictures of me in the snow.
Here's one of a million snow pictures that was considered, but ultimately not chosen:
And she'll post a bunch of them, but she wanted to get my
2010 MangoMinster entry in. So... Here it is:
Your Name: Fiona
(although my parents call me 'MuffinHead' rather frequently, for reasons that are not entirely clear to me...)Gender:Female; I may look like a tomboy, but I'm really a girly-girl at heart!
Group: Sporty Dog (duh!)
Your breed: Goldendoodle (that would be half poodle, half golden retriever)
Your bloggy address: You're here
And the picture Mom finally decided on?
Mom and Dad picked this one because they felt that it showed not only my athleticism, and my love of all things running and jumping, but also my "inherent goofiness".
Inherent goofiness? Whatever can they mean?!? Just because I like to bounce around, and do zoomies in all sort of weather, and will play fetch with Anything, Any Time. Oh. I guess that's what they mean. Nevermindthen. Please notice how my hind feet are in front of the rest of me, and my front feet are behind me, as I float through the snow, and notice how I am totally In The Moment. Yes, I am a Happy Snow Dog!
And Dad says I look like a cheetah!Anyhoo, I think there is no question that I am a Sporty Dog. I can't wait for the games to begin!
(Heehee!) Good luck to everyone who enters!
*kissey face*
-Fiona, Sporty Dog Extraordinaire
(Hey, one bitey-face deserves another, right?)
And I'd better watch out - I think Abby might be a contender for Sporty Athlete Dog at MangoMinster next year!
And at the end of the day, we all get to snoozle with TaiChi!
So, we'll keep playing in the snow until Mom and Dad decide that the weather is good enough to drive down south. (They are thinking Monday - right now, we've got another winter storm warning for tonight...)
