A girl and her floppy toy

So at five months old, she loved to run with toys.

Four months later not much has changed...

Bryn's Stewie Impression

Mom? Mum? Mommy? Momma? Mummy?  Ma? MOM!

Aw Mom, not in public...

I find myself unable to avoid smooching her whenever she is close enough.

Bad Ear Day

Actually I don't think this is bad at all, I love it when her ears up and cross like that...

Cornering.

She's a muppet...she's a monster...she's our Bryn and she seems to attract attention wherever she goes, probably because she has her foot in someone's mouth.

Might have cut that one a little close... Photo by Kathy Lazenby

Not-So-Sandy Bryn Paws

Photo of a Still Muppet by Kathy Lazenby

Jailbird.

I'm no stranger to the Sighthound Pity Me Look.

Bryn's first selfie.

Hello!

Another Hiatus...

I don't really have a good excuse except that I'm trying to get the house ready for guests and get myself ready for a reading/book signing trip to Sandy Paws with the Colossal Muppet herself (and Daisy, natch).  So, um, enjoy the tiger paw I found on the ground at ICAR today.  Yeah.  Be back very soon.

Happy 9th Month Birthday, Bryn!

Just before she ran off with that pillow to make it her...pacifier.  Snuggly 95 lb baby...

Hey, you forgot about me...

Or, "Daddy, PLEASE let me help you tidy the guest room!  I promise I won't steal...much..."  I think she was full of herself because the thing on her lip was benign and because she had suffered through microchipping this morning at the vet.

In my room...

Don't let the sad face fool you.  She went in there all on her own this time.  Personally I think that there's something hidden under those blankets, like a remote control or a sock, that she doesn't want us to know she has...

Not your everyday Bryn photo...

We found this tonight after I got back from class with Daisy...so off to the vet we will go Saturday morning.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled Bryn...

To bring you a greyhound with a pot on her head.  Not really.  Well, we are interrupting because Bryn's Grandmommy was in hospital last week and as a result there were notsomany pictures of Bryn taken.  However, Daisy demanded equal time, so...there you are.  Contemplating the universe and whatnot with a plant pot balanced on her noggin.  How could we say no?

Bryn's Room

Just in case anyone is concerned that Bryn is in a crate, you can see here that she has plenty of room to stretch out in "her room" that we got to replace the plastic airline crate she was in.  Plenty of room.  

Doesn't she look like a raccoon there?  

The Daily Bryn...on a bit of hiatus...

In the meantime, enjoy this picture of the bus that Bryn's Mommy takes to and from work.  Or don't, whatever man.  We're not bothered.  Back soon...

Glam Shot

She just doesn't take a bad picture.  Not ever.