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

My sister is SUCH a doofus!

Seriously. My sister is a doofus. You know how we go on these walkie-swimming-hikey things every day, right? And you know how my sister is this super swimmer, right? Well, she's great, up until it is time for her to leave the water with the ball. Let me explain.

We are all attentive-like, waiting for the balls to be thrown in the water. C'mon, Dad.

And we're both good when it comes to going after our respective tennis balls.

And the wee beastie swims like the Loch Ness Monster....


But as soon as she gets close to shore, she Drops The Ball. Seriously. Here she's got the ball...

And here she is two seconds later. Look at her and then look by her feet. That would be the tennis ball.


Look at this video. Do you notice how she looks around, trying to find the ball she just dropped? And you wonder why I say my sister is a doofus. *sheesh*

For those of you who are getting this bloggie by pee-mail, here is the direct link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Z2bYiW14ZM

For those of you who can't see the video, here's a photo sequence. She's coming to land, and she's got the ball. Sort of.

Ooops... Not so much, now. Look closely in the grass and you can still see the ball.

And now? 'Where did it go, George'?

Oh, wait. That's the wrong picture. Here we go! *grin*

At least some of us can hold on to our tennis balls...

And speaking of tennis balls, we seem to be pretty popular at the water park. Everyone seems to want to play with our balls. If I knew how to include music, I'd cue an AC/DC song right now.... Heehee.

*ahem*


Anyhoo. Moving on. At the water park, there is also a big grassy area, and so when we are done with the water part of things, we move to the grass, so that those of us who have Mad Land Skillz can have our fun, too.

Because the tennis balls are still wet from the pond, they throw off water as they fly through the air.

Pretty cool, huh?

It seems to amuse the humans, anyway. Me? I just wanted to chase them!

Good times!!!

I would post more pictures of our adventures today, but the internet is being cranky and Mom is muttering a lot of HBO words, so I think I should quit while I'm ahead... So I'll leave you with just a couple more pictures. The first is my doofus sister being a doofus (as if you couldn't tell), and the second is where Mom found the shadows interesting. (Have you ever noticed how easily amused these humans are?)


*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Mutant Puppy