I really needed you.
I'm supposed to make a trillion cookies to take to A4's wedding next week, and since I can't bake, I appreciate Rabbit coming over and offering her culinary talents. (Truly, she really is gifted. Being my niece has nothing to do with it -- she has won all kinds of awards at the State Fair in the open division...you know, the one that real bakers and stuff enter? She won the grand champion wedding cake decorating contest at the tender age of 16. She's my niece by the way, did I tell you that? AND she is a Martha in the kitchen. How about that? But I digress....)
Becca and Sophie were busy in the kitchen.
I take advantage when others are here and have them teach Miss Sophia the culinary tricks I haven't a clue about. HGTV is wonderful, but sometimes it's nice to have an on-site instructor.
Seth was more interested in eating the fruits of their labors.
So...I take little precious, perfect, sweet, adorable Victoria outside to potty, when I am distracted by a beautiful red bird (probably a robin?) hopping on the fence. I'm so excited, I run in to get my camera. I've been mesmerized by all the birdie pictures on the birdie bloggers' blogs right now, and have been longing to get some pictures to share so I can feel "part of the action."
BUT, See this?This is where the puppy was able to walk on ice just yesterday. Today she tried again, but no ice......just COLD water. My back was only turned once - I promise! (Well, other than that run inside to go get the camera.)
In all my "eeking" and "acking" and my running to the pond to scoop out the puppy, I violated multiple rules.....
1. I forgot to get a picture. HOW COULD I?
2. I forgot that not only can dogs swim, but some breeds actually enjoy swimming. So my panicking was really totally unnecessary.
3. Never attempt to scoop up a puppy out of water in one hand while holding a camera in the other hand. Enough said. We won't go further.....
So, now all cookie baking must come to a halt so as to give the royal princess a bath.
(In the tub, not the pond).
Poor puppy. At least this water was warm.She liked it better than Peridot did.
Sorry about this picture. Moving targets are hard.
Poor wet baby!
Let's cuddle under a nice warm blanket heated up in the dryer. OK. Now where were we?
I was out in the backyard, trying to capture a picture of a beautiful bird. I found out how hard this is, and I want to know right now, how do all you bird lovers do it? You must have really nice cameras, lots of talent in the photography department, or both.
By the time I got back outside all I could find was this crow up in the tree....And this cat stalking something in this other tree.
Now...this is a good kitty doin' what good kitties should do.
Sleeping quietly, not stalking other poor defenseless creatures, and not falling into ponds.
No matter how hard we try, there is never a dull day at the Zoo.