A Walkie (and some Frisbee time)

Most of our weekend was rainy and gray, but we were able to drag Mom out for a walkie during a break in the weather.  Mom felt the need to break out the flashie beast for the walkie.  Which meant, of course, we had to stop...

 

If only Mom could read our minds!

At least Abby and I got in a good chat on the walkie.

Heehee!

And we did get in some frisbee time - even if Mom kept grumbling about 'muddy paws'.

"Hey Abby!  Behind you!"

"Nice full-body extension!"

Note the use of the tail as stabilizer. 

Is it me, or does Abby look like a goofy puppy here?

On the other hand, I look like a respectable doggie!

"Mom, don't blame the breeze for your bad throws!"

 

Goofy puppy.

Full body extension with a half-twist! 

Still a goofy puppy.

"Come on Abs!  Bounce it off your nose like a trained seal!"

Did I mention that Abby is a goofy puppy?  Heehee.

Our weather has been a little crazy; it was super warm earlier in the week, now it's all cold and damp.  However, that hasn't stopped Mom from using the "H word".

Seriously.  Do I look like I need a haircut?

Yeah, I don't think so, either!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Springtime = Frisbee Time

Actually, the last few days have been feeling a bit more like summer than spring, but that's okay.  Warm sunny days mean more frisbee time for us!

Abby, of course, had to get in some wild contortions.  Because she's a wild contortionist.

"Widen your hands bit more - you might catch it that way!"

"Nice trap with the arms!"

"Really?  All that leaping and you STILL didn't catch the frisbee?"

"Nice extension!"

"Another nice extension!"

Abby attempting to be a two-legger.

"Focus.  Focus.  Focus..."

"Half-pike with a three-quarters twist."

"Way to bounce the frisbee off the nose!"

Abby wouldn't want me to tell you this, but she may or may not have lost her balance after this move.  I'm not at liberty to divulge the specifics of this particular maneuver.

Heehee!

Oh, and, and before we forget, we want to wish our Mom a Happy Mother's Day!  Not only is she an awesome frisbee thrower...

Abby's catch is no reflection on Mom's throwing abilities!

And she takes awesomely loving photos of us.

AND, Mom sacrified her Saturday (yesterday, all day - she left the house at 8am and didn't get home until 6pm!) to learn what is involved in getting her and Abby certified as a therapy team. 

Mom has to read this big notebook full of stuff.  Apparently there will be a test.

If Mom and Abby become certifiable, uh, certified, then they can go off to visit people in hospitals or nursing homes, or whatever.  There's a lot of work involved to get certified, so I have a feel Abby is going to be going to a lot of extra doggie classes, while I get to spend quality time with Dad!

Anyway, we want to wish our Mom, our grandmothers, and all the moms (doggie moms, moms of other furry critters, moms of humans, moms in spirit only - ALL moms) a Happy Mother's Day!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Another Funballs Doggie Class

This Saturday was an absolutely beautiful day - sunny, warm, and totally Spring-like.   Since it was so nice, we had an 'out on the town' doggie class.

Right across the street from Petco is Newpark - a living-shopping-working 'community' with all sorts of stores and places to walk around.  Mom and Jessi thought it would be a great 'socializing' experience for us to go out and be around people and pose on stuff, all while trying to stay focused on Mom and Jessi.

Our first stop was this ginormous sundial.  Oh yeah.  We can sit on marble benches.  Piece 'o cake!

We can even stay when Mom is miles away from us! 

"Jessi's here.  Look well-behaved!"

Then we went and posed on some rocks.

Synchronized posing.

"Seriously.  Treats for lying on a rock?  This is COOL!"

Synchronized sitting.  Oh yeah!  We rock all the synchronized events!  Get it?  Rock?  Heehee!

And on separate rocks.  Note how Abby is sitting and I'm laying down.  That was actually planned!

'Okay' is our release word.  We're outta here!

More posing.  Did I mention that we rock the synchronized events?  Yep.  More rock jokes!

Yep.  We rock!

Heehee!  It was an awesome class. In addition to sitting on things, we actually approached people and let them pet us, and we walked around all sedately and calmly and whatnot.  I may or may not have barked at some of the rescue cats for adoption in Petco, but the class was about being around people, NOT kittehs.  Just saying.

In addition to doggie class, we got in several vigorous rounds of bitey-face.

And, of course, some serious frisbee time.

Gumby, erm, Abby the Frisbee Maniac

Got it!

Keep your eye on the frisbee!

Look at that mouth.  Serious Land Shark Jaws of Doom.

"You put your left foot in... you put your right feet up.  You catch the frisbee and you shake it all about!"

So yes, we had a totally awesome weekend!  And for those of you who have asked, we do actually take some downtime.  Occasionally.   Mostly its so we can recharge our batteries for more frisbee time!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

What have we been up to lately?

Well, we've had to give Mom a severe talking to about her responsibilities as our publicity manager.  Frankly, she's been slacking, and she needed to know that her work "needs improvement."  She has promised that she'll be better, but, well, we'll not going to hold our collective breaths.  But we're going to cut her some slack, as her duties at the Great Kibble Provider are important, too.  Where else would we get our kibble, and treats, and bully sticks, and whatnot?

Anyhoo, beyond berating Mom, we haven't been doing too much.  We didn't have doggie class this weekend because Petco was doing their vaccination thingy, and apparently it was thought classes would add to the chaos, ah, make a busy day more hectic.  So, we spent a lot of time biteying each other, because that really never gets old...

 

Sisterly love at its finest!

Mom is muttering something about "demon dogs".  We have No Idea what she's talking about.

Good, old-fashioned bitey-face!

"Gotcha this time, Rat-Butt!"

Seriously.  We could do that all day long.  It never gets old!  Of course, we also got in some frisbee time.

 

The usual stuff.  With one exception.  Our dinner was LATE Saturday night.  Mom and Dad had gone "bye-sickle-ing" and didn't get home until 30 minutes after supper time.  Sure, they are allowed to do some stuff on their own, occasionally, but when these activities delay OUR dinner, it is completely unacceptable.  All I can say is that if Mom and Dad continue with this "bye-sickle-ing" it Better Not interfere with our dinner time.  Just saying...

Today we did have a little more excitement (but our dinner arrived on time, so it's all ok).  Mom was getting ready to go grocery shopping and thought we would enjoy a little pre-shopping frisbee time.  (Um, yeah.)  So she took us outside, and we encountered a moose.  In our yard.  I wanted to go up and say hello (I'm friendly that way) but Abby suggested that a young male moose might not be interested in making friends (Really? The nerve!), and we should hustle ourselves back in.  So back in we went.

And Mr. Moose proceeded to make himself comfortable.

At one point we thought he had moved on to snowier pastures, only to discover that he had gone up on the hillside.  He came back down several minutes later and plopped himself down in one of our few remaining patches of snow (no pictures, as we could only see him through the kitchen window and Mom can't get good photos through the windows).

Mr. Moose clearly planned on settling in, so Mom packed us up in the car, and took us down to a trail near the house.  The hiking trails are still pretty muddy, so we went on a 'multi-use trail' that borders the freeway for a little bit before going into the mountains.  Mom thought it was pretty funny that the nature we all enjoy (which includes Mr. Moose) forced us to walk on a paved path by the freeway.

Whatever, Mom.  Enough with the ironic moments - let's get moving - a walk is a walk!

When we got home, Mr. Moose had moved on, and we got on with our regularly scheduled activities (including dinner served at the regular time).  Have a great week, everyone!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

In Case You Hadn't Noticed....

I'm pretty!  Just ask my Mom!

And my sister is goofy.  (But I'll bet you already knew that...)

Which makes us pretty goofy together!  Heehee.

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus