Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Monday, June 27, 2011

Butter and Mags

Guinness here. Look! This flower is called Butter and Eggs!


But I think we should call it....



Butter and MAGS!!!! hehehe




Friday, June 24, 2011

Maggi's in a Jam ;-)

Hi! It's Maggi! Sniff sniff. What IS that delicious smell. I smell something SWEET in the field.



Sniff sniff. Can you smell it? It smells like the jam my humans put on their toast. Mmmm.





Guinness says he know...





He says he has been eating them out of my human's hand this entire walk. Ah HA!



Wild strawberries... Maggi wants!




Sniff sniff sniff! I am getting really close now aren't I?






Sniff sniff! Sniff SNIFF! There they are!





SMACK, SMACK, GULP ! I found them...YUM!



Thursday, June 23, 2011

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Friday, June 17, 2011

Monday, June 13, 2011

Maggi lost her Slippers


Hi It's Guinness. The sun is going down. It is getting dark. But Maggi has lost her slippers!



We look far and wide. Now we are in the JUNGLE! Gulp. WE have to wade through this deep dark ravine!




It is spooky in here. I hope we don't come across any crocodiles!



EEEEKKK! A fat hippopotamus!!! Oh. It is just Maggi. PHEW!




Now look. This is trouble. Do you know what this is? This is an entire field of poisin Ivy. Good thing my human is covered up--and good thing dogs are not affected by it!



GACK! Leaves of Three? LEAVE IT BE!



We are still searching through the jungle. But there are no sign of Maggi's slippers. Until suddenly...we come to a clearing and...



finally--the LADY has found her SLIPPERS!


Thursday, June 9, 2011

There is No Greater Therapy...





...than an Irish Wolfhound licking your face.





Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Regal Rohan... Shoddy Us

Guinness here reporting from Crick Hollow. You will find me up here a lot this summer. Even though the camp needs a ton of work, we refuse to let that get in the way of enjoying it. Life is about the journey afterall...not the finished product.


But now I hear a truck coming up the lane. I fear the worst. I see Groucho has left his space ship up here like a permanent lawn fixture. But it is not Groucho...


It is my buddy the noble and proud ROHAN! Look at him! He is like a carefree gazelle gamboling through an enchanted forest!


I am really thrilled to see my buddy Rohan. Wolfhounds get on best with other wolfhounds afterall. Rohan reads my bloggy all the time--so he wants to see all our favorite spots for himself! Plus--his human is really amazed by Maggi and wants to meet her!



Well c'mon Rohan! I will take you to all the places...





First we hit the brook--you have all seen this spot loads before!



Now we go for a stroll down the lane, can you guess where we are going?





...to the local bar! Hahaha!






Hehehe... Look! It is Wolfhound Beach!




Now Rohan and I have some "Male" bonding time.


...and we have some "P-MAIL" bonding time :-)


All of a sudden Rohan rears back and charges like a gallant steed! It is a sight to behold and takes our breath away.



Actually, we kind of feel pretty seedy and ashamed of ourselves next to beautiful Rohan. What with my unkempt dreadlocks... and Maggi as fat as a stuffed pig.



Rohan certainly doesn't seem to mind. But my human is taken aback. There are not many wolfhounds around so she has forgotten how we are "suppose" to look. She says it is off to the groomers and Weight Watchers for me and Maggi... GULP!



We have a splendid day with Rohan, but now I have to give him kisses goodbye. It was such a great day for all of us.



Rohan leaves just in the nick of time. A few minutes later and the CIRCUS has come to town. Now we are feeling quite back to normal again....