Sunday, October 27, 2013

Very Scary Halloween Costumes! And Possibly Some Frisbee Photos.

Heehee.   Of course there will be frisbee photos.  Have you not been paying attention for the last several years?!?

But first, our Very Scary Halloween Costumes.  When we went to Petco for our "doggy class"  (which is frequently a chance to go stroll around Redstone and enjoy the sunshine and "socialize"), we discovered that Synderville Recreation (our local public rec program) was doing a fundraiser where various local businesses paid money to set up tents to advertise while providing an opportunity for families to come out and do the trick-or-treat thing.  Since we had not come dressed for Halloween, Abby and I had a quick discussion...

"Hey Abs - what do you think about dressing up as well-behaved doggies?"  "I dunno. Do you think we can pull it off?"


Of course we could pull it off.  We are both Good Citizens; we can fake good behavior for short periods of time.  Especially when treats are involved.

We realize that some of you doggies may find the concept of being well-behaved to be rather scary, so be forewarned - the next photos involve very graphic depictions of us pretending to be well-behaved doggies.  Feel free to scroll down to the frisbee photos if you find yourself getting too scared!

"Psst.  Fi.  What is this creepy monkey thing?"  "No idea.  But try to stay in costume!"

"Abs, don't look behind you right now, but there's a ginormous cat getting ready to pounce."  "When do we get to take off the "well-behaved doggie" costumes?"
We were even so well-costumed that we suckered another business to "lend" us their bowl of candy.

"Hey kids!  You want some candy?  You're going to have to get past my full-bottomed sister.  Good luck with that!"
Heehee.

"Fi - are there any bully sticks in there?"   "I'll look.  But I bet that wellness clinic booth we passed is only handing out Dentastix."  "Oooh.  Let's not go back there!"

"I'm totally pulling off this well-behaved doggie costume.  I bet if I sit here long enough, someone will give me a steak!"
Alas, Mom thought I'd be waiting for a while, and she wanted to keep walking.... *sigh*

While we were walking in the beautiful sunshine, because of the time of day, most of the 'photo ops' Mom got of us standing in front of the nature preserve had us in shadows.  But she tried.  Because it was a beautiful day!

"Can we take off the well-behaved doggie costumes yet?"

"Hold on, Abs.  Our hour of class is almost over.  THEN we can take off our well-behaved doggie costumes!"
Because we are civic-minded doggies, we wanted to support the Scoop-the-Poop movement by posing next to a poop-scooping sign!
 *whew*

We made it through An Entire Hour in our Well-Behaved Doggie costumes.  For those of you who were scared by the concept of being well-behaved for an entire hour, *cough*Sam and Pippen*cough* we hope you skipped the above photos.

Of course, the rest of the week we were our usual selves, chasing after frisbees (and Some Doggies not retriving them) and going on walkies and whatnot.

As many of you may know, I am a nice older sister - I pretty much let Lard Butt Abby have whatever she wants.  In fact, I usually let her steal frisbees thrown for me, because I'm nice like that.  But every once in a while, I have to stand up for myself.  I can't let my dear sister think I'm a total push-over.

"Neener-neener!"

"This one is MINE.  The road-kill squirrel ones are YOURS."

"Mine again!"
But do not think that Abby was frisbee-deprived.

My sister, the Levitating Hippobottomus

And Frisbee Hoarder.

You know it's Fall when the shadow is twice as long as the dog!

"Okay, Abs.  I'll give you that one!"
And, of course, there were frisbee antics...

Clearly the Doodle Launcher was on the fritz again...

Doodle Laucher still in need of precision calibration.

I even braved the Doodle Launcher, knowing that it wasn't fully operational...

Launched Doodle or Happy Dance with Frisbee Accessory?  You be the judge.

Just so you don't think it's All Abby All the Time!

She's just got bigger springs in her legs than I do!

But I've got great paw-eye coordination!
So, yet another wonderful week in the books!

Yes, it really was that gorgeous this weekend!

And for the record, my sister and I do stop moving occasionally, and we snuggle up, too!

What's a few Doodle-cooties among sisters?  Heehee!

Have a great week!


*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Whackadoodle Wednesday

As you probably know, my sister and I are half Standard Poodle and half Golden Retriever.

Today, my sister showed that she really is only half Retriever.


See all those frisbees at her feet and the expectant look on her face, waiting for Mom to throw another frisbee?  Abby's Retriever half is clearly the half that chases things down, and not the half that actually brings things back.

Heehee!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Of Frisbees and Walkies and ROUS

Yes, you read that last part right, Rodents of Unusual Size.  But I'll get to that.  Let's enjoy the frisbee funballs time, first.

This week has been very nice - quite nippy in the mornings, but warming into the 50s during the day - so we've been able to get in a lot of frisbee time.

Nice Jaws of Doom, Abby!

Notice my nice, solid platform for frisbee retrieval.

Unlike Abby's, ah, less conventional approach to attempted frisbee retrieval.

Again, my nice stable platform.

And Abby's, well, at least she caught the frisbee this time!

She's got nice ear-flappage on this one.

What is it with her and the need to have at least 3 feet off the ground at all times?

Or all four feet, as the case may be...

Me?  I'm more of a purist.

Again, I've got a solid platform, with good use of arms to trap any errant frisbees.


Abby, on the other hand, well, she get style points!

Being open-minded, I'll try the one-footed stance!

She really is a long-torso-ed gal!

Holy crap!  I'm levitating!


Abby's levitating!  Oh.  Wait.  That's nothing new!  Heehee!

Yes, she does this all the time, all day long.  Really.
Being fall, it's been a little windy, resulting in some wild throws from Mom.  And with wild throws, Abby and I aren't sure who the frisbee is meant for, so we both go after it...

"I win!"

Why does Abby think frisbee should be a contact sport?  I think she's about to body slam me!

"Holy levitation, Batman!"
Good times!

With the nice weather, we've been able to drag Mom out on some walkies.  Not that she has taken many pictures on said walkies, but we do have SOME proof that we've been on walkies.

"C'mon, Mom!  Let's go!"
And finally, on to the ROUS.  For a couple of weeks, Mom and Dad have noticed bananas that had been gnawed on, and most curiously, gnawed candles.

I wouldn't want to meet whatever made those tooth marks!
Thinking that they had a colony of Super Mice, Dad put out a bunch of electric traps (dog-proof - even Abby couldn't manage to get her tongue in them to get at the peanut butter bait) with no results.  Then, over the weekend, we all heard some thumping upstairs, and Dad went up to check it out.  He came back with wild stories of some ginormous hairy beast knocking over guitar cases.   Mom immediately went to the store to get some batteries for "Old Sparky" (okay, it's really called something else, but our Mom has a weird sense of humor), that is designed to catch larger rodents. 

We'll spare you the graphic evidence, but Old Sparky did its job, and apparently we had a wood rat in our house.  Hey, don't look at us.  We even like the mice.  We're not going to mess with Rodents of Unusual Size.

While Dad say this photo isn't of the exact variety of beast caught in our house, it's close enough.

Eesh.
The good news is that these particular rodents don't "colonize" and it is unlikely that we would have more than a couple, at most.  But Old Sparky is charged and baited, in case any more of these ROUS come calling.  But hopefully Dad's bananas and Mom's candles are now safe.  Because we're certainly not going to protect them against ROUS!

Note from Dr. Liz:  We have no idea how the thing got in the house, but other than eating bananas and candles, it didn't do any real damage (apparently wood rats are know for gnawing on electrical cables and wiring).  And I don't blame the girls for not protecting us against the ROUS - the thing gave me the willies, too!

And on that note, have a great week!


*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

One-Word Wednesday

Gravity.


*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

PeeEss:  No Doodles were harmed in the making of this post.