The Dog
By popular demand, here is a photo of The Dog.
Equally adept with either paw, The Dog is seen here warming up with a soccer ball before a full game of Gaelic Football with a classic O’Neill’s GAA leather.
Considering the typical direction of our arguments it’s fair to say I never have The Dog under voice control.
This is The Dog that is so Irish, albeit in America, that it poops perfect cylinders of green. And The Dog that on Paddy’s Day I apply stilts and a grey Mohair to simulate an Irish Wolfhound.
See a Video of the Dog Dancing
Update: The Dog moves to Ireland
The Dog is very much its own dog and this month is 6 years old.
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Eolaí gan Fhéile:
Happy Birthday to the dog! He’s a football star for sure, Eolai. The little thing.
Since I’m outing the dog, I may as well out the gender.
It’s a she, and she’s as good at Soccer as she is at Gaelic.
Oh, what a bad assumption she was a boy.
I Blame the Patriarchy.
This post reminds me of the Elders singing “there is a tale of two men and a dog” in “Haverty Brothers”. That dog, though, never reappears in the tale.
just catching up on your posts as I too have been in Ireland for the past week. (apparently I was just a step behing Eddie the whole time and I didn’t even know it) I am very happy to see the dog. she is lovely.