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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.

Wishes...

1. That my hair would always blow like this.
2. That I didn't always have a puppy photobomber.
Just kidding, love you, Fletcher.

Sunrise with Mommy

I love my Mommy, especially when she takes me on walks at the beach.