Chicken Feet?

Don't mind if I do...look, I'm sitting...seriously, though?

Bryn, Look at the Christmas Tree!

Christmas Photo 2016

Christmas Photo 2016 Outtake
"I said AT the tree, not IN the tree!"

Waiting for Santa...or Godot.

We've got our JJ's on, what do you mean it's not time for Santa yet?

Wheeeeee!

That was before the lure turned right and I thought we were done.  

I did a thing

Prior to my first ever try at whatever this Lure Coursing thing is, I was rocking the hand-me-down Weasley Sweater.

Torch passed.

Mommy here: This is how we found the girls on the evening of December 1st, uncharacteristically snuggled up as though they knew that in the next 12 hours their pack leader, Little Big Sister, protector and keeper, Daisy Mei Mei, was headed to the Bridge. I only wish they had told me so that I could have cherished every last minute with her. We are all heartbroken.

Book Signing at the Holiday Bazaar

Odin, Fletcher, Bean, ME, Magic, Petey, Lightning, Isabelle, and Sydney
(oh, and Auntie Laze, Mommy, Auntie Suzie, Uncle Brian, and Auntie Robin)

You'll get the hang of it, kiddo.

You just stand there and they come and pet you, Ashling! It's insane! You will love Faire.

Huzzah and Well-Windblown

Me and My Mommy at CRF 2016. Thanks, Auntie Donna, for the picture including blowing hair!

Hey, so...um...

When is Faire OVER? I want my Big Big Sister back, please?

Faire is Hard Work

Because clearly I have to sit down on the bench from time to time...

It is STILL not April

What do you mean we aren't going to Faire...this time you even have your garb in the car! I won't forget this, Mommy. Your slippers are goners.

Fooled and it isn't even April

And here I thought we were going to Faire. Dirty Pool, Mommy. 

Jumping Bean

I LOVE FAIRE almost as much as I love you, Mommy.

Bookseller

I mean come on, who WOULDN'T want to buy a book from me?

Telly Watchers

Daisy doesn't know what she's missing, this Star Trek: The Next Generation thing is amazing. Picard talks like my Daddy...sorta.

Enchanted Chalice 2016

Let's face it, I'm the prettiest thing in this photo and that is saying something.

Mutt Strut-ing, Celtic Sighthound Style

I let him go first.

She's cutest when she's asleep...

...and it's nothing to do with the fact that she's not into everything while sleeping.  Nothing at all...

Where no Bryn (or Willow, for that matter) has gone before.

"Learn to behave like me and you can have this instead of your crate, Padawan."
-Master Daisy, Jedi Greyhound

Digital copies and slightly rubberized paperbacks...

Please excuse Mommy's hand.  I have a hard time not eating it when I hold it in my mouth.

Just look at this...

My beautiful little girl...

How can you not love her?

I mean just LOOK AT THAT.

Working on my blog, old school.

Uncle Brian's not sharing that pen, though. 

Mountain Hounds, 2016 Edition

Ignoring the very messed up blinds, I'd say this is more Trees than Mountains...

One last trip to the southern kindgom...

Mommy says just looking at this picture make her sweat.  Me too.

We found some knights backstage.  Too bad we couldn't find the cool weather.

Look, it's those nice ladies that the horses tried to throw off their backs.  Lucky they can hang on.

I love my Auntsie.

Sometimes I need to help her drive, though.

A meeting of celtic hounds

Resting with Fletcher before the Great Scot! parade in Greenville.
He is going to be bigger than I am!

Me and Mommy on Main Street!

One step closer...

Coming soon to an Amazon Kindle near you...

Coming soon to a greyhound event near you...

This is the first clue...

Of steak and hoopskirts and sunshine...

If you were thinking that I wore her down until she gave me some of that steak...you'd be right.

I love all these ladies.  It's like having Extra Auntsies.

Slight hiatus...

I will be back soon with more pictures, I promise...but while I've got summat in mah mouf, Mommy is working very hard on my book: Clobberpaws. Watch this space for the big book cover reveal coming very, soon! (and thanks to Auntie Laze for this amazing photo!)

I cannot catch a break.

Mommy and I were doing a Thing and then this happened. Thanks for the photobomb, Daisy. 

Before and After

On the way down to Faire in Georgia...
Mommy and I were concerned about Auntsie going into that VERY DODGY place to get a soda...

On the way back...who cares...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Cú Faoil

Queen of all I survey...

Sisters

Sometimes she is okay, but don't tell her I said that.

St. Patrick's Day, Re-deux.

Another St. Patrick's Day Parade, but this time with the other Ladies and Hounds from the Hounds of East Fairhaven. I thought we were going to Faire, but sadly it was just a walk down a street.

Me and Mommy afterwards...We were both Hot Messes that day.

Remember what I said about wishes?

Pro: Hair is blowing.
Con: PHOTOBOMBER.

Monkey see, Monkey look

I was making sure Daddy was safe on the ladder.  NO idea what the Photobomber is doing there.

Anderson, SC St. Patrick's Day Parade

Me, Mommy, Magic Two-Toes and Auntie Laze with, oddly enough, a Scottish bagpiper. 
At an Irish Parade. I haven't figured that out yet.

Me and Mommy and part of the Greyhound Crossroads crewe...
Tallest in the back, they said...

One of my most favouritest people...

...is my Auntie Laze.  LOVEYOUMAN!

Beachy Bryn

Also known as what Mommy shows ANYONE who says 

"Oh, I've always wanted an Irish Wolfhound..."

Sandy Paws 2016

I reached the beach, though in this picture I only managed a sunbeam.
What's Spanish Moss and why does Mommy say I'm made of it?

This is what Daisy and I thought of the NON beach time.

Not bad sharing a room with Daisy, we had our own beds.
 Poor Mommy and her lack of legroom.

I met a new friend there. Her name is Prudence and SHE is a deerhound.
I am a wolfhound. Big difference.

The back porch, where we ate and stared longingly at the indoors.

I really was sorry about taking up all of the bed. See? There on my face? That's the sorry.