With a long weekend ahead of her, Mom seemed to be all into 'getting things done'. She kept saying "Things to do," with an ironic glee. We have No Idea what she was on about, but apparently our Granny will know Exactly what Mom is talking about.
The first of the Things To Do was *gasp* wash us and give us haircuts.
|"Really? How does any of this seem like a good idea?"|
|Of course, Little Miss Dorkadoodle was all into this. Sort of.|
Anyway, after a nice sunbake to dry (Mom didn't use the Evil Hair Dryer on us, thank heavens!), Mom got down to the business of haircuts. For some reason, I went first, and I came out perfectly (well, Mom's still learning this whole grooming thing... so I was mostly perfect... and Mom kept talking about some guy riding by on a fast horse and not noticing anything... I was confused, as we don't have any horses in our neighborhood. I think Mom is starting to lose it.
|"Why yes, I AM pretty."|
Abby was second in line, and was (according to Mom
) being "a bit difficult". So Abby has a hairy chin and looks like she has mange in spots. Mom is threatening to 'clean Abby up', but so far, Abby has escaped a re-do.
|"Yeah, I have a hairy chin. What of it? My hairs are mostly short now, so I can bitey longer without getting hot!"|
Of course, Abby and I had to test out our new do's.
Yep. Nekkid bitey-face works just fine.
And, of course, we continued to perfect our frisbee technique.
|Taking her cue from Chubby Checker, Abby decided to 'Do the Twist'!|
|Nice full extension. She might have even caught the frisbee.|
|I think Abby actually recovered from this position.|
|A bit of hang-time. But she can do better!|
But don't think this has turned into the All-Abby Frisbee Show.
|Yes, Hippobottomus. Watch and learn. Notice how I actually CATCH the frisbee.|
|And I, too, can fly!|
|Oh yeah! Nekkid frisbee zoomies!|
You'd think after the trauma of our haircuts, Mom would have spent the rest of the weekend feeding us treats and throwing frisbees on demand in an attempt to earn our forgiveness.
Apparently she and Dad have started 'bye-sickle-ing' again. We don't know what this entails, other than them dressing in funny clothes, leaving the house for a while, and returning, often followed by a nap. While we don't mind the whole nap part of things (we are Very Good nappers), we have No Idea what they do while they are gone. The following photo purports to be of this 'bye-sickle-ing' but it merely looks like Mom standing around in Day-Glo clothes to us.
At least Mom hasn't totally abandoned us for this so-called activity. We did get to go on lots of walkies this weekend.
See how streamlined we are with our haircuts? It makes for Much Faster walkies.
Except when Mom feels the need to stop for more 'photo ops'.
|"Why does this sign say 'road closed'? We just walked down this road. True, there was a big hole in the middle of the road, but it wasn't totally closed..."|
And we observed a moment of silence on Memorial Day for all those who have given their lives in service to our country.
|"Thank you for preserving our right to life, liberty and the pursuit of bully sticks."|
And here I am, striking a dramatic pose. (Abby wasn't so keen on the flapping of the flag.
We hope you all had a great weekend, and a great upcoming week!
And if you want one more view of my more streamlined self, here you go!
|"I AM rather striking, if I say so myself!"|
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus