Another Tequila Sunrise: clouds

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

I am the Queen of the Land!

Mom and Dad have been taking us on walks pretty much every day, and so there has been much swimming action. Or, at least swimming on Abby's part. Me? I'm a little afraid to go in the water, because, well, there's a Monster in the water!!!!

Seriously.... Doesn't that picture look kind of familiar???

Yeah, so I'm not rushing into the water. I think I'll stick to wading for now.

Besides, Abby tries to steal ALL the tennis balls. Just because she's this amazing swimmer....

*show off*

However, by sticking to the shore, I've been able to work on my social skills.

This little guy (Hugo) was only 6 weeks old, and quite the little cutie.

And this gal just popped by to say hi.

And we had an unconfirmed Brutus sighting!

Okay, so maybe it wasn't Brutus, but since it was getting kind of busy, we just sniffed and said goodbye.

Anyhoo, I know you are looking at these pictures saying, "Fi, you said you are Queen of the Land, but all I see is your little mutant sister swimming around." And you would be right. Abby the Mutant Loch Ness Monster Puppy is a super swimmer. And has temporarily turned me off the whole swimming thing (although I like getting in and getting wet and cool).

But for now, the water is really Abby's domain (as much as it pains me to say that).

However, when it comes to chasing tennis balls on land? I reign supreme!

Eat my dust, you little mutant monster!

Catch me if you can, you little fat-bottomed girl!

Heh. Not. Even. Close.

She doesn't even know the proper etiquette. I don't know if she thinks she'll get a faster launch if she doesn't lie down, or maybe she somehow thinks that standing there will get Dad to throw the balls faster.

Not so much, kiddo!

Watch and learn, you wee beastie! (Well, don't learn too well. I don't want you ruining another sport for me...)

Fun times. And yes, I am The Queen!!!!

Even if the Mutant Puppy is a camera hog...

So, in other excitement... It's been hot, so we are done with all of our swimming/hiking/fetching by noon, and Mom has been taking the afternoons to "work". She's writing a novel, and so the afternoons are perfect snoozle time for us while she writes. And yes, she tends to scatter reference books everywhere!

In the afternoons we also allow Dad to practice the standing dog lift...

And at night? We've been getting some unusual cloud formations. Mom assures me that we were not temporarily transported to Venus, but I don't believe her....