A little help?

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

Mutt Strut-ing, Celtic Sighthound Style

I let him go first.

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!

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.