Showing posts with label Willow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Willow. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 August 2020

If you've been waiting for her to update this blog...

Then you're going to be waiting awhile, because I have suspicions she has forgotten it exists, what with the pandemic and her discovery of TikTok and the deep-seated desire to put a shirt on me every time she sees me. Seriously. There are years and years of therapy just waiting to happen.
- Willow-Pickle 


Friday, 15 November 2019

The calm before the storm

Willow communes with her monster before ripping out its insides...
(Bryn and Ciaragh would like to add that their monsters are intact in their crates.)

Saturday, 19 October 2019

And then, the punches started to fly...

Willow-Pickle likes watching (American) football on Saturdays, but when the players got stupid she pulled the blanket down to comfort herself. Or that's what Mommy said.
I think she saw an opening and she took it.

Sunday, 30 December 2018

So...

Do I get my own blog next year, or my own book, or...?

Tuesday, 25 December 2018

Tuesday, 30 October 2018

So...who is this E.T. person?

I don't know who Mother Theresa is either, but this look from Willow
had Mommy laughing for a LONG TIME.

Wednesday, 1 August 2018

TV Watcher

We have told her that is not what bones are for, but here we are.

Monday, 30 July 2018

Monday, 9 April 2018

Snuggles

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?