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08/12/2024

Dearug is the best mom

07/12/2024

How are they 9 weeks old already ❤💔❤

01/12/2024

She loves her babies 🥰🥰

01/12/2024

Morning time brain/nose time

30/11/2024

Oh how I love this age. 🥰🥰

24/11/2024

Two birds one stone... or vacuum lol

23/11/2024

Banshee still thinks she is a puppy 🥰🥰

21/11/2024

Play hard and sleep hard 🥰🥰

20/11/2024

The babies helping me make coffee. Lol they aren't helpful but so dang cute. 🥰

13/11/2024

Preacher has the sweetest face, and the biggest feet lol.

12/11/2024

The babies having fun with a food puzzle and sensory mat. 🥰

11/11/2024

This weekend was a fun filled dog weekend. Fri, sat, sun we were at the Great Salt Lake Dog Training Clubs obedience and rally trial. Sweet 8 mo old Tuatha passed her first novice rally class. I'm so proud of her. She is the smartest, sweetest girl. Looking forward to more rally/obedience and coursing with her. ❤ Sat and Sunday was the lure coursing with the Utah Sighthound club. Tuatha got to do a puppy run and she loved it. Sorcha....... lol not so much. Preacher caught on quick and looked happy doing it. But thought coming back to didn’t sound fun. Luckily he had to p*e or I might still be chasing him 🤣😅🤣

10/11/2024

How is my time with the babies already half over. Ugh. How are they already 5 weeks old?

08/11/2024

Tuatha 🥰

05/11/2024

So comfortable lol

01/11/2024

The babies are so lucky to have so many people who love and adore them already. They bring toys when they visit and mail them gifts to play with. They love them. ❤️

31/10/2024

Dearg Due

A dark tale of a dreaded vampire, the Dearg Due

The Red Thirst, the Dearg Due, was these thousand years gone by a young maiden of surpassing fairness. Bards sang songs of her skin as fair as springtime snow and her lips as red as rubies in the light of the setting sun, men came from far and wide to seek her hand in marriage. And yet pretty as she was, he true beauty shone from within, as kindly and gentle as she was.

She fell deeply in love with a local peasant boy, and dreamed of his kisses day and night, but her father would have none of it. He married her off instead to a cruel man of great wealth, who was older yet than her father but he paid a handsome bride price for her hand. Stories tell that he abused her terribly for his own amusement, and would do her harm just to watch the blood flow on her pale skin, and all the while her father sat counting his wealth gleefully.

Confined to a tower, she pined sadly for her lost love, wondering when he would come to her rescue, but he could not and did not. Realising this at long last, her heart broke and she resolved to end it all, so she put away and hid those small morsels of food that were given to her until her body failed and she died.

The villagers knew what had to be done - they were to take the body and bury it under a tall pile of stones under what people now call Strongbow's tree - but perhaps out of pity for the poor thing, they didn't and simply let her lie in the earth. I'll tell you this much though - their pity was misplaced! For it was not the fair lost lass who arose from the earth that dark and wind-haunted night but a vengeful spirit from the underworld, with only the vaguest memories of who and what she had been.

She went to her father's house and asked to be let in, and he, appalled, did so of his own free will, which in the way of things grants the revenant power over those within, and she sucked all the air from his body. Then she came upon her former husband, staggering home from the tavern with three sheets to the wind, and did the same to him, except she drank not only the air from his chest but the blood from his veins as well!

Read more here: https://emeraldisle.ie/dearg-due

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