Of Moosies and Acrobatic Fails and Whatnot

If you couldn't tell from the title, we've had Yet Another Super Exciting Week!

The weather is slowly changing here (it actually rained on and off much of this week, to Mom and Dad's dismay, as apparently riding their bye-sickles in the rain is not considered "fun"), and with the changes in the weather, some of wild friends stop by the house.   This week, Momma Moose and her babies stopped by.

After a quick hello, we dashed back inside and Mom took about 87 million pictures.  I'll just give you the highlights...

Our Mom was very happy to see the moose working on (and I quote) "those pesky aspens".

Baby moosie siblings.

Mom and Dad started calling the two youngsters "Frick and Frack" because somehow, apparently, they reminded Mom and Dad of a certain pair of 'doodle siblings.  Since they couldn't POSSIBLY be talking about us (could they?!?) they must have been talking about our buddies Murphy and Stanley.

Because Abby and I are nothing like those young moosies....

I see Absolutely No Resemblance Whatsoever.

The moosies continued to nosh on our foliage (and were not at all deterred by the fence that keeps Abby from running down the hillside to greet doggies on the street).

At one point, it looked like Momma and family were going to settle in for an after-dinner nap.

However, they seemed to be unsettled by our on-going, enthusiastic greetings from the porch and finally moved on to eat someone else's trees.  We're certain they'll be back!

In between the raindrops, we've been getting in some frisbee action.

Note the focus on concentration.

Yes, I DO get in some frisbee action, when my sister isn't being a total frisbee hog!

But that doesn't stop my sister from photo-bombing my frisbee actions...

And since Abby is a frisbee hog, I feel Absolutely No Guilt in posting this next video.  Actually, this video is an excellent example of how often Abby tends to sacrifice the end result of frisbee-catching for a vicarious display of 'doodle acrobatics.

For those of you getting the bloggie via email, here is the direct link:  http://youtu.be/l-KAMhGPwvE
Make sure you have the volume on for this movie.  While the action is fun and all, the accompanying soundtrack really makes the movie.  Now sit back, grab your popcorn, and enjoy!


Heheheh! 

After posting the video on Facebook, the Thundering Herd found a cartoon that seemed to remind them of a certain Flying Hippobottomus.  Because we don't want to step on anyone's copyrighted toes, please know that we are not taking any credit for the cartoon, and strongly encourage you to go visit the cartoonists' website to look at all their nifty cartoons.  Here's a direct link to their cartoons:  http://www.creators.com/comics/dogs-of-c-kennel.html

Clearly Abby needs a software update.  Or glasses, as Mrs. Wild Dingo suggested.  Heehee!

Mom is still working on getting good 'stop action' photos, so expect to see more movies in the future!  In the meantime, have a great week, and keep those frisbees flying!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Acrobatic Flying Hippobottomus

The Best Laid Plans of Moose and Men

Heehee.  I couldn't help myself with that title!  As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, Abby and I had great plans to train for the Blogville Olympics; we were going to focus on some discus practice and some freestyle zoomies.  But, it was not to be….   Mom took us on our morning constitutional, and then went grocery shopping.   When she returned home, she was a wee bit surprised to find this:

Whaddya lookin' at?

 Moosies (especially Momma moosies with still-nursing baby moosies) are not compatible with free-range doggies such as ourselves.  So Mom insisted we stay inside, while the moosies enjoyed a mid-morning snack.

Nom, nom.

Baby noms.

Then the moosies decided to get comfortable.  It was quite hot today, and apparently our shade was Good Shade.

Could you turn on the sprinkler please?  We're hot!

After a while, it looked like the moosies might have moved on (Mom thought maybe our barking was annoying them).

Hey, moosies!  Can we have our yard back, please?

Upon closer inspection of the property, the moosies had just gone up into the shrubbery.

 

And once they left the shrubbery, they took a leisurely stroll around the property.

 And they decided to see if there was anything interesting on the back deck.

 And then they peered in the kitchen door.  (You’ll have to pardon the reflections in this photo; Abby and I were busy defending our turf while Mom was feeding us dried lamb lung pieces in an attempt to keep us quiet while Dad snapped some pictures.) 

Hi.  Um, it's hot out here. Do you have air conditioning?

Really.  Mom and baby were At. Our. Backdoor.  I think if the door had been open, they would have walked right in!!!  After decided that we weren't going to let them in (the only room that has air conditioning is the bed room, and we didn't think there'd be enough room on the Big Dog Bed for Mom, Dad, me, Abby, AND the moosies), they settled back into the shade in an attempt to stay cool.

They were in our yard ALL DAY, so Abby and I never got a chance to get out and work on our discus skills.  Actually, around 4pm we made it clear that we couldn't cross our legs any longer, and we needed to go out, so Mom loaded us into the car and took us down to the park at the bottom of the neighborhood.  Mom didn't want to disturb the moosies - she said it was too hot to urge them to leave.

As some of our faithful readers know, this is not our first visit from moosies.  In fact, we get moosies on a fairly regular basis, and you may wonder why.  Well, we've decided that it has to do with our weather-vane.

Mom says that it is like a hobo sign for itinerant moosies; she says that it roughly translates to: "Welcome Moosies!  We have good food and good shade!  Don't mind the dogs; they make a lot of noise but are harmless."  We're not entirely sure about Mom's translation, but it must be close, with all the moosie visits we get!

Anyway, the moosies took off about dinner time, and hopefully they won't return for a few days, so Abby and I can practice for the Blogville Olympics!

*kissey face*

-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

PeeEss: All of the moose pictures were taken from the safety of balconies (or behind the kitchen door) - at no point did Mom or Dad ever get close to the moosies, as they can be dangerous - particularly mothers with young calves.