The Life of an Irish Terrier And His Many Adventures And Shenanigans:
Hi There! My name is McGillicutty, and I'm so glad that you stopped by to visit my blog. I am a debonaire young lad who is as mischeivious as he is handsome. I hope you enjoy my blog!
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...“If you're lucky enough to be Irish, then you're lucky enough."
Monday, July 20, 2009
Oh, Mommy! I have missed you so much!
When I first saw him being rolled toward me in his crate, the entire crate started rocking. No more worries of whether he would recognize me or not...I knew it! When I opened the crate, he just started jumping and jumping and doing those Irish Terrier cartwheels in the air. He couldn't stop kissing me! Even when I walked him out to the grass to potty, he was so sidetracked by our presence. All he wanted to do was give kisses. He had been saving them for us!