Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Another hiatus

We are going to just pile up here and wait, in the AC, for Mommy to get back to blogging.

Sunday, 3 June 2018

Oh Hai.

It's so hot today mah hairs are frizzled. I miss GARF but it's just too hot.

Wednesday, 30 May 2018

Sunday, 27 May 2018

Bryn of the Wild Hunt

I'm not sure that the Unseelie Fae live in a LaQuinta,
but I'm suited up and ready for their arrival nonetheless.

Saturday, 26 May 2018

Tuesday, 22 May 2018

Cast Photo

Two of the majestic HOEF Irish Wolfhounds.
Well, one majestic one, and one whose nickname is KikidoodleDOO.
I will let you figure out which one is me.

Saturday, 19 May 2018

Send help

Either she's been into the make-up again or there's been an outbreak of kudzu on her face.
Do swirly eyeliner vines spread?

Monday, 14 May 2018

Watch and learn, padawan...

I'm not sure who is the Jedi Master and who is the Padawan anymore, though, because she IS on the bolster bed. She stares at me a lot.

Wednesday, 25 April 2018


So maybe it should have been Dancer instead of Voyager but my Mommy and Daddy watch enough Star Trek for me to know there is no Star Trek: Dancer.

Saturday, 21 April 2018


So the next generation of wolfhound, Ciaragh, is learning the best thing about Faire - sharing the hotel bed with Mommy. I'd be proud if I wasn't still pretty mad that it was Ciaragh in the bed and not ME.

Wednesday, 18 April 2018

Monday, 9 April 2018


If Willow AND Ciaragh are on Mommy I get to sit with Daddy. This is AWESOME.

Saturday, 7 April 2018

Window Watcher

She says she's hunting squirrels but I think she's looking for a post about ME on MY BLOG.

Friday, 30 March 2018

Monday, 26 March 2018

History Repeats...

Me and Willow on the left, Ciaragh and Willow on the right. Looks like Willow never leaves that spot, doesn't it?

Monday, 19 March 2018

So this happened...

I got a new foster sister named Ciaragh (Kee-rah). Trust me, she's nicer when she's asleep like that.

Saturday, 17 March 2018

St. Patrick's Day Parade Time!

I'm the second one from the left with a Willow-Pickle sticking out of my throat. She's reached a new low in photobombing.

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

Pancake Day at Chez Dunne

Daddy made us pancakes in the shape of the first letter of our names. I should have told him mine starts with a silent W so that it would have been easier to make than that B.

Sunday, 11 February 2018

Olympic Fever, Pickle Style

I could totally do that. Why Mommy doesn't take me downtown to the rink is a mystery.

Saturday, 20 January 2018

Friday, 19 January 2018

Snow Prints

Makes it look like the bird hung out for a chat with Willow, doesn't it? 

Thursday, 18 January 2018