Sunday, July 21, 2013

My Belated Birthday and Some Frisbee Time

Okay, well, important things first.  We FINALLY celebrated my birthday (which was July 10th, in case you missed it and want to mark it on your calendar for next year...)! 

Happy Belated Birthday to Me!
Because my birthday celebration had been postponed, I convinced Mom to skip the dreaded birthday hat and move straight to the important stuff - The Magic Cheeseburger Window!!!

We're getting close!

Ahhh!  I can smell the Cheeseburgers!

Almost there!  The Magic Cheeseburger Window!
Because the Magic Cheeseburger Window Experience involves much sniffing and nose twitching and the possibility of a little slobber on the side of Mom's car, it's not like Mom can just go bring home a cheeseburger for me.  I HAVE to go along, and since it's been so hot lately that Mom can't leave me in the car while she runs errands, Mom and I made a special trip to the Magic Cheeseburger Window Just. For. Me!

Of course, when we got home, I shared my cheeseburger with my sister.  Because I'm nice like that!

Nom, nom, nom!

Abby, don't take off Mom's fingers - she needs them to feed us more cheeseburger bites!

Oh yeah!   So good!

Fingers?  What fingers?
Heehee!  The whole Magic Cheeseburger Window Experience was fantastic!

However, I didn't get a cake... Mom said that it was "too hot" to turn on the oven to bake a cake, and since she figured I always like the peanut butter "frosting" best, we might as well skip the cake and go straight for the "frosting".

Heehee!  Thanks, Mom!
Yeah, my Mom is a doofus, but she doles out peanut butter like a pro!

Of course, I haven't spent the entire week celebrating my birthday.  Abby and I have spent a lot of time (when it's not wickedly hot) getting in our daily frisbee activities.

Mom finds this picture Very Amusing.

Tug-of-war in the shade.  We're not dummies!

Still in the shade!

This seriously never gets old.
 Of course, we also got in some 'traditional' frisbee action...
The flying Hippobottomus
See, I really do catch frisbees, too.


Nice change of direction!

Frisbee Jaws of Doom!

And, we posed for Mom.  Because it makes her happy, and since she hands out cheeseburger bites, we have to keep her happy!

Shifty-eyed fluffy puppy!

Make sure you get my 'good side'!  Oh, wait!  I don't have a bad side!

Oh, and Abby did a lot of 'roaching' this week.  She's a doofus!



Shameless hussy!

Limber, too!
 
She's a goofball!  But she's my sister!
And there you have it - all the wonders of the Magic Cheeseburger Window without the dreaded birthday hat!  Definitely well worth waiting for!  Have a great week!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus


Sunday, July 14, 2013

Abby's "Not Ready" Yet But We're Having Fun!

Abby had her first therapy dog evaluation on Saturday and Abby was deemed to be 'not ready' yet.   But now she and Mom have a much better idea of what they need to do to get her ready for her next evaluation.  But in the meantime, Abby will still be a 'dog-in-training' for a while!



Note from Dr. Liz here: While I knew that Abby and I'm weren't 100% ready to be certified as a therapy team, I didn't realize how far from ready we actually were.  Abby and I have spent a fair amount of time working on 'basic skills' at Home Depot, and that has been going pretty well.  However, the evaluation was at a local rehab/assisted living facility, and as soon as we walked in the door, I knew we were definitely not ready.  Abby was sniffing at everything, and far more interested in the therapy dog volunteer, the residents in the hallways and nurse with her cart of stuff than in paying attention to me.  When we went into the room for the evaluation, it took me a few minutes to get Abby calmed down enough to actually start the evaluation.  And on the first 'skill' where Abby was supposed to remain sitting at my side while the evaluator approached us, Abby sat for about 5 seconds and immediately approached the evaluator.  Which deemed us 'not ready'.    

However, they did let us do some of the other skills (getting brushed, accepting treats, and getting pet by a stranger). We did okay on the brushing, Abby was a start at accepting treats (duh.... this should come as no surprise to anyone who knows her!) and she was a STAR at getting pet by a stranger (Abby would be happy to accept pets from Jack the Ripper...).   Abby has this amazing ability to make anyone who is giving her pets and scratchies feel like they are The Best Scratchie Giver EVER.  She LOVES getting attention from people.  Which was probably her only saving grace in the evaluation, as the team evaluating us had to agree that she definitely had "it".  We just need to work a whole lot more on the skills - which, luckily, is trainable; apparently the "You Are the Best Scratchie Giver EVER" attitude is something you either have or you don't.  Which could be the only reason the evaluation team didn't ask me if I had considered getting a therapy guinea pig instead!   We have a lot of work ahead of us, but at least now I've got a sense of the intensity of the evaluation - I just have to figure out how to train Abby to not get stressed in intense situations like that.   And the training is fun bonding time for us, so we'll keep focusing on the process.

All of which means that I get to spend peaceful quality time with Dad while Mom and Abby learn how to sit and walk sedately.

In other excitement, Abby and I went to the groomer (aka "The Hair Stealers") this week.  Mom has decided that while she will groom us herself most of the time, it's a good idea to have a professional do it a couple of times a year so she remembers what we are supposed to look like.

And here we are.  Nekkid!

Hi!  We're nekkid!
We have also been spending quality time working on our frisbee techniques...

Pre-haircut frisbee antics

Nice almost-catch!  No wonder she's 'not ready'!  Heehee!


See how I levitate when I'm nekkid?

Dual frisbee antics!

More dual frisbee antics!

I run like the wind when I'm nekkid!
Nekkid therapy-dog-in-training!
As for my birthday celebration... Well, that has been put off a little longer - mostly because after Mom and Dad went bye-sickle-ing today, Mom had to go to the grocery store and it's too hot for me to sit in the car while Mom goes shopping, and Mom didn't want to go to the Magic Cheeseburger Window without me, since a big part of the Cheeseburger Experience is me being able to stick my head out the window and sniff all the lovely smells emanating from the Magic Cheeseburger Building.  But Mom assures me the Magic Cheeseburger Window Experience is coming!  I'll keep you posted!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus


Sunday, July 7, 2013

Frisbees, Ballet, Bitey-Face and Possibly More Frisbees

Heh.  We actually do more than just leap for frisbees, although you wouldn't know that from looking at Mom's camera.  I mean, we go on lots of walkies, we chase lots of rabbits (mostly unsuccessfully), we bark at people and dogs on our street, we bark at the garbage truck, we bark at stray air molecules, we stare in wonder at the mice, we wrestle on the bed (much to Mom and Dad's great enjoyment), and when it rains, we track mud into the kitchen.  See, we do WAY more than just catch frisbees.

Although we do spend a lot of time perfecting our frisbee technique.

Ho-hum.  Abby does this All Day Long.
 
And this.

A picture of grace and uh, well, she caught the frisbee and that's all that matters, right?

Yep.  I can do it, too, when Abby's not hogging the frisbee.

See?  I can levitate, too!

Wow.  Abby's kinda tall!



Yes, youngster - watch and learn.

She gets point for the effort, doesn't she?
Okay.  So we spend a fair amount of time with our frisbees.

Again!  Again!

Of course, occasionally Abby will forgo the frisbee for a little ballet.

I think she's getting ready to audition for 'Swan Lake'.
Heheheh.

Of course, we also make sure we get in some bitey-face - we wouldn't want to lose our edge!



Bitey-face is really a cold-weather sport, but we always like to engage in a little off-season training!

We also spend a little time humoring Mom with some posing.

Goofadoodle.

Why does Abby look so much bigger than me?  It has to be one of those optical illusion thingies.  Or she's a mutant.  One of the two.
It has not been ALL fun and games, however.  As you may know, Abby has her first therapy dog evaluation next Saturday, and Mom and Abby have been spending a ton of time trying to look like they are a well-behaved team, and not just a pair of doofuses.   There actually aren't any pictures of this because Mom has been too busy focusing on not being a doofus, and that pretty much takes up all her energy!  Heehee!  Anyway, Mom is looking at the first evaluation as a 'pre-test'.  She doesn't actually expect that they will pass, but is instead looking to identify the skills on which they are determined to be "not ready".  (Unless Abby - or Mom - bites someone, they won't actually fail, they will just be declared "not ready".)  Mom is hoping to come away from next Saturday's evaluation with some 'direction' for her training with Abby so they'll be a whole lot "more ready" for the next evaluation.

Which means Abby will have plenty of time to get comfortable in this...


Because Mom is all focused on not being a complete embarrassment next Saturday, she has declared that my birthday celebration will be postponed until the weekend (I turn 5 on Wednesday, but apparently there will be no trips to the Magic Cheeseburger Window until after the evaluation).  However, there is some evidence that Mom is at least thinking about my birthday celebrations...

Puppy cake!
And until such time, I'll just be bouncing around waiting for the frisbees to fly!

Throw it!  Throw it!
And, of course, I will keep you posted on the Hippobottomus' level of readiness to be let loose on the public!

Goofy or therapeutic?  You decide!
*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Friday, July 5, 2013

Happy Birthday Hannah!

We want to give a shout out to our cousin (Mom's niece) Hannah!  Today is her birthday, and while we were thinking about flying AirFiona to North Carolina for a special birthday visit, Mom reminded us that Abby's therapy dog evaluation is coming up soon, and she needs us here for grooming and more prep work and stuff.

So instead, we decided to make a birthday card for Hannah.


Happy birthday, Hannah!   We hope you get lots of goodies and dog kisses!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby and Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Gary