Santa Paws Came!!!

Also known as the last time you will see this many toys around, THANK YOU VERY MUCH WILLOW. She is why we can't have nice things, it's NOTHING to do with me.

Merry Christmas from the Dunne Dogs!

Or...she's put us in matching pajamas. Send help.

Someone stole the Volvo!

I WAS GONNA DRIVE THAT WHEN I'M OLDER!
(from Mommy: We donated the Volvo to NPR. No one stole it.)

Awaiting Instructions

I think she is waiting for it to tell her the answer to the age-old question, "Who's a good dog?"
It isn't her, but dare to dream I suppose...

She's right behind me, isn't she?

Mommy calls it her Pile O'Girlies, but I just call it stalking if I'm honest.

Oh, Willow, you're missing the sprouts...

Yeah, I'm mean. Your point?

I don't know why she is so stressed...

Willow and I offered to help with the food prep for Thanksgiving but Mommy said no.

She is STILL not wrong...

She is OH SO RIGHT. Love you, Miss Lisa.

It is not my fault...

...that Mommy is making that face. Not this time, anyway.

In which I blend into the pillow in the dog barn...

Photo by Lisa Margolis, who thinks I am amazing...and she isn't wrong.

Do you see...

...what I have to put up with? There are TWO dog beds in this room...

So muggy, so frizzy...

I just couldn't even with the mugginess today. Of course, it got WORSE when Mommy
thought it would be a good idea to walk back to the car in a downpour, but thankfully
there are no pictures of that.

Twinsies!

Me and my buddy Ashling backstage at CRF. We even have the same ears!
This was pre-torrential rain and Bryn's Bad Hair Day.

And again, for the folks in back...

Faire season is here! I remembered how to sit! Weekend Two done and dusted, as Daddy would say. Not much dust though. Just a lot of RAIN. Enjoy this picture of me cute and dry.

Doesn't everyone sit this way?

Not my fault Zena took up more than her share of bed.

Ahhh, back to the Hound Barn

Week One of the Carolina Renaissance Festival and already Mommy looks tired.
That's NOTHING to do with me. Swear.

Pining for the fjords...

Take out the cars and the grass and put in snow and
I'm totally ready for my cameo appearance on Vikings. Mommy...needs a little work.

Time Traveling Bryn...

Doing my duty as a Viking Hound, protecting the Queen. 

And then on Saturday, this happened...

Saturday at GARF...sorry, ECRF...

Friday night at the Enchanted Chalice Renaissance Festival

L-R: Magic, Auntie Robin, Me, Mommy, Odin, Auntie Laze, and Bo and Auntsie

If it's all right with you...

We are just going to skip August and most of September. Mommy will pick back up with the posts when we start the Carolina Renaissance Festival in October, okay? Try not to OD on pumpkin spice or get blinded by the Eclipse. Love, Bryn

You know what's great about Willow?

Nothing, especially when she lies on me like this WITH a t-shirt on so she's like a hot water bottle wrapped in tye-dye fabric. That's what.

Pickle Side Eye

You can see me taking up most the of the sofa past her giant head, can't you?

Like she ever swims...

This is the most exercise Willow-Pickle ever gets.

One and a half...wolfhounds

Odin (greyhound-wolfhound cross), Mommy, and me getting our hike on at Reedy River Falls in downtown Greenville. So what if it isn't really a hike and if the waterfall is LITERALLY in the middle of downtown?

Birthday Walkies Downtown

On the lookout for Auntie Laze...

The view...

...from Mommy's seat on the sofa. I love my Mommy.

Have a guess...

...where Mommy was standing.
(photo by Chris Heffron, courtesy of the Southern Travel Guide)

Telly Addict

Willow-Pickle's dreamboat...Martin from "Downward Dog." Ridiculous.

Before the heat

I was already exacting my revenge. Look at Mommy's hoopskirt.
The Bryn Effect. BOOYAH.

Actual footage...err...still shot

This is right before he gets Clobberpaws in his mouth. I love my Daddy.

This is how we HOEF Roll...

My crew...y'all.
(Dogs, L-R: Bryn, my Bae Bo, Rowan the Beezer, Rhianna the Princess, and Viggo the Giant Spring...I mean Borzoi. Humans: Mommy, Auntsie, Miss Angel, Miss Jenn, Miss Emily in the back with the Spring Borzoi)

Superfan

Seriously, is there anything else AT the Georgia Renaissance Festival as cool as I am?
Nope. Look at her running. #rennielyfe

Personally...

...I think it should have said SHARKY, considering what happened to
the steak sandwich and the turkey leg.

Ready for Hair and Makeup

Well, maybe not hair...

Storing your Muppet

When properly folded, your Muppet should fit securely on top of the Bloodhound.

Where's Wally...er, Bryn?

That one even made my Princess laugh!

Front Gate Show...

...is all about ME.

If you think Mommy is swearing here...

You'd probably be correct.

Strutter

I'm no mutt, though...but my sister came from the
Greenville Humane Society so I guess it's all right.

This time...

I'm the photobomber...or really photo-bum in this case, I guess.

Send help.

Even I can't shift her anymore.

Squeeeeeee!

Bryn, Fangirling.

But my Princess is over THERE...

Bryn and Bo at GARF Opening Weekend 2017

On the job in Newcastle...

On the field of (make-believe) battle...

Listening to her Highness, as one does...

Yeah, if she falls off it's not my fault.

Standoff

Irish this time, not Mexican.

IWAMS at the 2017 Charlotte St. Patrick's Day Parade

Also, LOOK!! MORE MUPPETS LIKE ME!

A little help?

Or, what happens when you make giant sighthounds get up early on a COLD Sunday for a parade...

Her Irish Eyes are smiling at least...

I was just wondering when we could go INSIDE where it was WARM.

Saturday Mornings

Pro: I am on Mommy, her chair, and the dog bed at the same time.
Con: Photobomber.

Mommy's Valentine...and a Pickle.

Apparently we "clean up all right," though I can tell you that someone on this bed was NOT clean and her name starts with Pickle.  Just sayin'.