Showing posts with label sisterly love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sisterly love. Show all posts

Sunday, June 30, 2013

We're Hot Dogs!

Take that any way you want.  Hot or hawt...

But it has been unseasonably hot here...

"Hi.  We're 'doodles and we're hot."
Actually, it was super hot on Friday.  After work, Mom and Dad went on a bicycle ride, and when they came home, they were surprised to discover that the garage door opener didn't work.  Upon further inspection, they discovered there was no power.  After determining that we weren't responsible (I swear we didn't overload the outlets trying to crank up the air conditioner!), Mom and Dad went on the power company's website where they helpfully informed Mom and Dad that the power outage was due to "a power interruption."  Uh, no kidding.  Anyway, the power was off for almost 5 hours, and given that it was 97 in Park City (we don't EVER get that hot... well, hardly ever), we were roasting.  No air conditioning, no fans, not even much of a breeze.  Mom spent a lot of time encouraging us to lie down on the tiles to stay cool.  We were quite happy when the power came back on just before 9pm.

It has actually been quite warm all week, but we haven't let that interrupt our biteying and frisbee time.

We're all about Sisterly Love!

Mmmm.  Abby's ears taste like chicken!  Heehee!

Abby, you may outweigh me by 15 lbs, but I've still got the psychological advantage!
Yep.  Mad frisbee skills!  I has 'em!  Heehee!


There are actually fewer bitey-face and frisbee photos than usual because, well, it's been so hot that when we go out with Mom when she comes home from work, we prefer to hide in the shade.

"Move over.  My tail is still in the sun!"
Since Abby isn't super active in the heat, and she's got her therapy dog evaluation coming up in less than 2 weeks, Mom has been taking Abby to Home Depot, so they can work on being less doofus-y in public.  I'm not sure it's working... 

Look!  You can get a mirror with a goofadoodle in it for under $40!

Yuh.  She's so NOT being a doofus here.

Or here.  Especially since Mom was trying to make a statement with the caution tape...

Mom saw this and immediately thought of Granny, who is in a constant battle against her squirrels.  Mom was baffled, so I'm not sure what that means...  Heehee!

Not quite sure what Mom was trying to photograph here.  Like I said, it's a big request to ask both Mom and Abby to not be doofuses at the same time.

"Hey Mom!  I think this super cool washer-dryer set will even fold the clean laundry for you.  You totally need this!"

"And while we're appliance shopping, how about a new range?  I bet these cook doggie birthday cakes in half the time!"

"Yep.  It's still hot out!"

While Mom and Abby are having good times at Home Depot, I get to hang out with Dad.

"Hi Dad!"
Oh, and in one final bit of excitement, when Mom broke out the vacuum cleaner today, Abby and I decided to hop in Air Fiona and get as far away from Vacula as possible - we found ourselves near the Hagerstown (Maryland) airport.  Khyra's Mom was able to get a photo of us!


You might have to biggify that one - we still haven't gotten our Dreamliner yet, so we're still flying an older (and smaller) fleet...  Heehee!



*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Sunday, June 2, 2013

A Week Full of Sisterly Love

Before we show you lots of photos of us demonstrating our sisterly love for each other,  I would like to say that we do a lot more than just bitey each other.  We go on lots of walkies.  We play lots of frisbee.  We spend a lot of time keeping Mom and Dad company (and hearing about "personal space" - whatever THAT might be....).  We spend a lot of time snoozling.  And we spend a lot of time barking at the neighbors.  (Or that might just be me.  Apparently Abby has the ability to hang out on the porch without barking at people walking on OUR street, other dogs, flies, and stray air molecules.  I don't understand how it is possible to be out there and NOT make sure Mom and Dad know what's going on.)

But for whatever reason, Mom felt the need to get a lot of bitey-face photos.  In her defense, you really can't go wrong with bitey-face photos.

Body slam!

I don't know where Mom gets this idea that I'm noisy.  Really.  Noisy?  Me?  Naw.

"Mmmm.  Doodle-sister!  Tastes like chicken!"  Heehee.

Why do I look so tiny in comparison to Abby?  I'm normal sized.  She's clearly 'big-boned'!

Oooh.  Bad hair photo for both of us.

Dancing with the Doodles!

Take THAT you big-boned Hippobottomus!
We really DO love each other.  And we have a great time bitey-ing each other.  Sisterly love at its finest!

With the warmer weather, in addition to full-contact bitey-face, Abby has been engaging in some serious roaching.


 

Yep.  She's in doggie-Nirvana




And a good shake to finish it off.
Silly puppy!

Heehee!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Sunday, January 6, 2013

New Year, Same Old Stuff!

Which is totally fine, BTW.  Consistency, while being the hobgoblin of little minds, isn't all bad.  We know what to expect that way!

And the new year has not disappointed.  It has brought opportunities to express our love for one another...



And we've gotten in some zoomies.


 And, of course, funballs frisbee times.


 

And doggie class.

This weekend Mom and Jessi thought it would be fun to do some more 'out and about' training, in the eventuality that we might consider more formal training as therapy doggies.  And even if we don't get more formal training, it's fun to go into the stores and see and be seen!

We first went to World Market, where the employees were very thrilled to see us, and we spent several minutes doing the 'meet and greet' thing before we got down to the serious business of photo ops.

First, we checked out what the cool kids are going to be wearing for Mardi Gras.


Heehee!  We are stylin'!

Then, since we had to do something to earn our Mardi Gras beads, we did a little posing on table tops!  Heehee!



After that, Jessi decided she wanted to show the world that we really are lap dogs. Duh.  Of course we are.  Being a lap dog is all about attitude and has nothing to do with size!  Heehee!

Even a Hippobottomus can be a lap dog!

Me?  Well, I'm the Queen of the House and deserve my own throne, thankyouverymuch!
Then we meandered over to TJ Maxx, another of our favorite destinations.  On the walk, Abby decided she wanted to Be Like Mango and hide behind a tree.  We totally can't see her.  Can you?

"I'm all stealth-like."
At TJ Maxx we encountered a few characters who were trying to show they could be as attentive as we are.

Mr. Froggeh was waiting patiently for the next command.  We were waiting for treats.
This white doggie was quite the show-off.  Once he was told to 'sit' he didn't get up for ANYTHING.
Heehee!

Happy New Year everyone!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus