Showing posts with label silly hats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label silly hats. Show all posts

Saturday, October 6, 2012

More Funballs Doggie Class Time!

We didn't have doggie class last week because Jessi (the turkey hotdog goddess) was under the weather, so we spent the weekend annoying Mom, erm being well-behaved doggies, as usual.  Heehee.

This weekend, however, we were back to our usual funballs doggie class.  (Although Jessi informed us that she was abandoning us for THREE WEEKS to go on some trip to Israel.  I was shocked.  She'd rather go see 4000+ years of conflict history rather than spend time with us?  Really?  The nerve!  Mom, on the other hand, is all excited for Jessi and can't wait to see photos of deserts.  Um.  Hello?  Mom?  Didn't you see ENOUGH desert as a kid?  *sigh*

Since, yet again, we were the only doggies in class (apparently this has more to do with the aforementioned abandonment than us having scared off all the other local doggies) we did more 'about town' stuff.  Instead of going to Bed, Bath and Beyond, we headed off to World Market, purveyor of all sorts of stuff.

Including baskets and gardens. 

And, apparently, lots of silly hats.


Granny, I have my antlers on, so I am now dictating.
Luckily, I was not the only one suckered into wearing silly hats...  Abby was turned into a frog.

Abby was NOT super excited about the whole headwear part of today's class...
Being a good sport, I agreed to pose with Mom...

Mom's a panda and I'm a penguin...
Jessi then thought it would be fun to put Abby in a panda costume.  Abby was less keen on this whole idea.

But after this, I bet Abby will think the elf hat and antlers for the Christmas photos will be a whole lot LESS humiliating!  Or maybe not...

After deciding that an unhappy panda was not a good look for Abby, we continued on...

"Hey!  Save some of that martini for me."  "It's definitely shaken, not stirred!"
And in the same section as the ginormous martini glass, we found some collar-size flasks.  Now I can pretend I'm a St. Bernard!  Alas, since this is Utah, we would have to go to a totally different store to get the brandy...

And then we saw a doormat that reminded us of our pal Garth Riley, who is a pirate at heart!

Arrrgh matey!
We then left to head out for TJMaxx.  (Why?  Well, because like Mount Everest, it's there...)  On the way, we met another student of Jessi's - a very handsome boy named Finn.  I'm kinda shy around cute boys, so we took the 'meet-and-greet' kinda slow.

"Hi,  um, so do you come here often?"
But in no time, we were sucking up for treats together.

(Abby said hello too, but there aren't any photos as Mom was handling Abby and the camera...)

Then we went into TJMaxx and went shopping for ugly sweaters.

After much perusing, we were approached by a short human.  And since we were ostensibly working on 'exposure to new environments' I had to lie down nicely while this skittish little human tried to work up the courage to pet me.  Because I'm SO SCARY!

With some encouragement from the little human's mother, the little human actually touched me.  And neither of us jumped out of our respective skins.  One small step for the little human and one giant lamb treat for a gorgeous Goldendoodle.


Abby, on the other hand, was thinking it was pretty cool that she was getting lamb lung treats without having to have little humans approach her.  I guess it made up for the panda costume...

You're sure there are no more panda costumes in here, right?
Maybe Abby was resisting the panda suits because she really has an interest in frilly princess dresses....

Heehee!

Another funballs doggie class!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year to all my friends and family throughout the world!

We are SUCH party animals! Heehee!

Actually, we are so NOT party animals. It is currently 5 degrees out (and yes, it's snowing, if you were curious...) with a 10mph wind, making the wind chill something like -137F or something. Mom and Dad went skiing today, and came back after about an hour and a half; apparently it was REALLY COLD on the mountain, and even though the snow was really good, they were too cold to enjoy themselves. Taking the approach that they can ski pretty much whenever they want, they decided to come home to us and save the frostbite for another day.

So, we have no great plans, other than to curl up on the bed and keep Mom and Dad's toes warm!

And go out occasionally for a little bitey-face. (Although Mom is being a bit of a kill-joy, because even all bundled up, she doesn't want to stay outside for a half hour. *sheesh*)

And in case you can't zoom in close enough, here's the important part of that last photo:

Tastes like chicken! Heehee!

Naw, really, I love my big little sister. I mean, with a face like that, how could you not love her?

Crazy puppy. And yes, that was taken today. One year old, and she still looks like a doofus.Heehee.

And just in case you were missing my smiling face...

Finally, here's our tribute to Janus, as we look back on the old year and forward to the new year.

Happy New Year everyone!!!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus (and Mom and Dad)

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Howl-o-ween!

Happy Howl-o-ween to everyone! We don't actually do the Howl-o-ween thing (well, other than Mom buying some candy corn, but don't tell anyone - that's her secret vice...), but I'm all impressed with those of you who actually get dressed up. Like Darth Brutus. HAHAHAHA! Actually, he looks so good in that costume, some one might want to contact George Lucas and see if there are more sequels in the making... I'm even impressed with Mango, although I'm not entirely convinced by the 230lb bumblebee. I'm just saying...

Anyhoo. Neither Abby nor I is dressing up, because, well, neither of us likes clothes.

Fr'instance, notice my complete and overwhelming joy in wearing this hat:

Yeah, not so much.

Or this:

C'mon. Enough with the hats...

Although this was not a better look (except that I guess I could dress up as a crossing guard...)


I think this pretty much sums up WHY I do not want to be dressed up for ANY holiday. (Thanks, Mom. Very funny. Just remember: I know where your shoes are.)


So while I will enjoy looking at pictures of all of my friends in their Howl-o-ween finery,


I think I'm going to stick to working the treat angle...

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus