Sunday, June 22, 2014

You WILL NOT BELIEVE What Happened This Week

This is NOT A JOKE.  Seriously.  In the middle of this last week, we got snow!!!  Even though we are in the mountains and have been known to have some wacky weather, by mid-June we usually assume we are done with snow until at least September... But apparently Mother Nature decided to play a joke on us.

It didn't last long - the snow didn't even stick around for 24 hours, but we made the best of it.


Snow?  Really?  Even we aren't completely amused.

So, Mom... When do we get to go play in the snow?

Snowballs in June!

Jaws of Doom!

I had a vet appointment most of Wednesday, but there was enough snow left when I got home that I could catch some snowballs, too!
And Mom took advantage of the inclement weather to get some 'dramatic' shots.



And we got some indoor squeaky ball time!

Jaws of Doom!

Popeye!

Baby bird!

I think Mom forgot to pay the gravity bill this month...

Seriously.  Look at my ears; no gravity here!
Heehee.

Mom also decided that this was the week to start seeing if she could get a photo of both - or either - of us holding a flag in our mouth(s) - in preparation for a 4th of July photo shoot.  Well, lemme tell ya... The only thing I like holding in my mouth is a tennis ball. So Mom improvised....

 

Mom says we need to keep trying.  I say as long as there are treats involved, I'm willing to try some more!

The rest of the week has been spent in the usual tennis ball related activities.




















So yeah, we've had an exciting week!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Another Week of Tennis Ball Action

You might think that we spend our days doing nothing but chasing tennis balls.  You would actually be wrong.  When Mom is off at the Great Kibble Provider, we spend a lot of time napping, harassing Dad to let us out on the porch so we can bark to be let back in so we can bark to go back, and going on walkies with Dad.  But when Mom gets home, it's Tennis Ball Time!  And since Mom is camera-crazy, she's got about a zillion photos from the last week.    Not that we are complaining - as long as Mom keeps the tennis balls flying, she's more than welcome to snap all the photos she wants.

Mom says I'm the Ouroboros.  I don't know what that means, but I think it means I'm flexible.  Heehee.
There were many zoomies this week.
















There was also much leaping and catching.



 







There were also many 'near misses'.  We blame the tennis ball thrower, not the intended catchers!








"Hey, Mom - where's the ball?!?"
And there was some hanging out.



She who has the most tennis balls wins, right?
 For some reason, Mom thinks we have broken the law of gravity, and has named us the Tennis Ball Gang.  We think Mom is losing it...


Have a great week!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus