HOEF as the Hounds of the Wild Hunt

Or, The Day Our Humans Lost their Minds.

Oh Hai.

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

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.

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?

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.

My mommy may have been melting...

...but I was thrilled to be back at Faire where I belong. Just look at that smile.

Can I just say...

That I look AMAZING here? Windblown fur and no photobomber. Life be good, in truth.

It's Faire Season!

Well, here we go again.

Obey the Bryn

Give me that ice cream NOW, Mommy.

History Repeats...

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

In which we all run around

It was on, like Wolfhound Kong.

It was only a matter of time, really.

Hop, Hop, Hippity...SMACKDOWN

Or, why we need carpet in our house.

Inside, please.

I'm not wearing a coat, as you can clearly see, so LET ME IN!

Post Snow Snack

Please ignore the towels, my spa robe was in the wash...

Mommy is still on hols...today...

We spend a great deal of time like this.

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.)

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.