We're ALL NEKKID!!!

Heehee. I bet that'll bring some weirdos via Google. Hi weirdos! Now go away, weirdos. Thank you.

First, for those of you who have been asking: No, Our Roof is Not Done Yet. If Mango is right, and the roofers are just tired and have taken a nap, these guys will be the best rested people on the face of the planet. Anyhoo, it is a little unclear as to the cause of the delay. But, it's not supposed to rain any time soon, so Mom isn't getting too irate. Yet. But, our roof is still nekkid.

As you might be able to tell from that picture, it is sunny and the weather is wonderful right now; cool at night and warm during the day. Perfect. And fall has come to the Wasatch. But I'll get to some pictures of that in a minute. And while we are all happy that the weather is still nice and warm, Abby and I have gotten a little, ah, woolly.

Here we are, all woolly-like.

And perhaps just a wee bit dusty because certain girls seem to like rolling in the dirt...

Isn't this TOTALLY the face of a puppy who needs a haircut?

Heehee.

And frankly, we've both been getting hot on our walkies.

(Yes, our walkies always include some sort of tennis ball-related activity...)

So, Mom decided that it was time to go to the spa. She called them today, and they were able to get us in this afternoon. So, we went from this:

To this:

and this:

Heehee! Lookit us! We're all nekkid!!!!

And much cooler and sleeker, too.

When we were at the doggie spa, we saw our old friend Basil the standard poodle and resident shop dog. Basil is in a 'poofy phase'. We still think he's handsome. (Although not quite as dashing as our buddy Clive - who is handsome even after a rough weekend of partying! *grin* Seriously. Go check out those pictures of Clive. He is a most patient guy!)

Basil the shop dog. And yes, Granny, his name is pronounced just like the guy who lived next door to you in Jeddah and threw wild parties with stewardesses (back before they were called "flight attendants") until all hours of the morning.

Yeah. Um. So. Moving on.

Fall has really come to Utah, and Mom and Dad went for a drive on Sunday. And left us at home... Something about winding roads and something. Whatever. Abby and I were able to catch up on our beauty sleep, so we'd be 100% recharged to harass Mom and Dad when they got back home... Here's a few pictures from their drive without us. I'm sure they missed us terribly the entire time they were gone!

I'll leave you with a few action photos of our woollier selves.

Yes, my sister is actually carrying a rock. Don't ask me why. Maybe it fell out of her head! Heehee.

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

I am the Queen of the Land!

Mom and Dad have been taking us on walks pretty much every day, and so there has been much swimming action. Or, at least swimming on Abby's part. Me? I'm a little afraid to go in the water, because, well, there's a Monster in the water!!!!


Seriously.... Doesn't that picture look kind of familiar???

Yeah, so I'm not rushing into the water. I think I'll stick to wading for now.


Besides, Abby tries to steal ALL the tennis balls. Just because she's this amazing swimmer....

*show off*

However, by sticking to the shore, I've been able to work on my social skills.

This little guy (Hugo) was only 6 weeks old, and quite the little cutie.

And this gal just popped by to say hi.


And we had an unconfirmed Brutus sighting!

Okay, so maybe it wasn't Brutus, but since it was getting kind of busy, we just sniffed and said goodbye.

Anyhoo, I know you are looking at these pictures saying, "Fi, you said you are Queen of the Land, but all I see is your little mutant sister swimming around." And you would be right. Abby the Mutant Loch Ness Monster Puppy is a super swimmer. And has temporarily turned me off the whole swimming thing (although I like getting in and getting wet and cool).

But for now, the water is really Abby's domain (as much as it pains me to say that).

However, when it comes to chasing tennis balls on land? I reign supreme!

Eat my dust, you little mutant monster!

Catch me if you can, you little fat-bottomed girl!

Heh. Not. Even. Close.

She doesn't even know the proper etiquette. I don't know if she thinks she'll get a faster launch if she doesn't lie down, or maybe she somehow thinks that standing there will get Dad to throw the balls faster.


Not so much, kiddo!

Watch and learn, you wee beastie! (Well, don't learn too well. I don't want you ruining another sport for me...)


Fun times. And yes, I am The Queen!!!!

Even if the Mutant Puppy is a camera hog...

So, in other excitement... It's been hot, so we are done with all of our swimming/hiking/fetching by noon, and Mom has been taking the afternoons to "work". She's writing a novel, and so the afternoons are perfect snoozle time for us while she writes. And yes, she tends to scatter reference books everywhere!

In the afternoons we also allow Dad to practice the standing dog lift...

And at night? We've been getting some unusual cloud formations. Mom assures me that we were not temporarily transported to Venus, but I don't believe her....

Seriously spooky!

But to not leave you with spooky sky pictures, here are pictures of our name tags, courtesy of Fetching Tags :

Mine....

And Mutant Puppy's tag...

I think that says it all!!!

*kissey face*
-Fiona, Queen of the Land, and Abby, the Mutant Puppy