What better way to spend the glorious days of Fall than in the pursuit of frisbees?
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| "Enough admiring the scenery, Mom. Throw the frisbees already!" |
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| Here I am, doing my impression of Abby missing the frisbee! Heehee! |
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| Frisbee in the halcyon days of fall! |
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| "Frisbee, you are no match for the Jaws of Doom!" |
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| Keep your eyes on the frisbee! |
Study the next three photos; I think Abby is perfecting a certain technique... I'm not sure what the technique is, but she seems keen on it...
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| I'm not sure if this last photo is a variation on a technique, or an audition for a Laurel and Hardy revival... Heehee! |
Of course, Abby has also been taking advantage of the nice weather to work the springs in her legs.
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| Warming up the springs... |
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| I think Abby used the 'Doodle Launcher (TM) for this particular leap! |
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| Sproing... |
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| Sproing, sproing! |
Heehee!
But this is not the All Abby All the Time Show. I've been getting in my fair share of frisbee funballs time, too!
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| Nice throw, Mom.... |
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| Perfect technique! |
But when it comes down to it, Abby is a frisbee hog.
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| Don't think her foot on the frisbee is accidental. |
But in spite of her frisbee-hogging ways, I love my sister...
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| *thud* |
Have a great week!
*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus
