Aunt Marion's Play Yard...

 

Tag's "Aunt Marion" has a Fisher Price play yard for her grandchildren, but she pulled it out for us to use. Tag found many ways to entertain himself, least of which was this cool opening on one side which was just his size! Every time he stuck his head out, we couldn't help but laugh. Poor prisoner.

Of course, puppies need their sleep. 

Play til they drop, and then they're out cold.

(Notice the rear paw suspended over his water dish.)

Isn't this just the cutest pose? We were discussing how these dogs are so comfortable and confident that they're able to sleep totally exposed like this. I'm thinking I need to get a few kids toys for him. Know of any good garage sales?

So...are you sick of corgi posts yet? Do you want me to finish out the week with more adorable puppy pictures, or are you more interested in the few things I've accomplished recently? You let me know. What's your pleasure my friends? Puppy or crafting?

Stop And Smell The Roses...

Tag has been busy learning about being a good and faithful corgi. He borrowed a corgi book to look at the pictures. He's only three months old and hasn't learned to read yet.

I want to tell you how I chose his name. Many of the names in the past came from favorite books or movies. One of my favorite books is Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand.  One of the main characters is Dagny Taggart who owned Taggart Transcontinental Railway.

After going through my list: Brody, Bromm, Frodo, Bilbo, Merlin, Chase, Dodger and many others, I decided that Taggart, aka Tag would be a perfect name for our new little guy. 

We stayed with our dear friends, Doug and Marion during our trip. They are now Tag's first Aunt and Uncle. They were so sweet with him and know first-hand the joy of sharing their life with a corgi. Their beautiful Ben has crossed the Rainbow Bridge, but will always be in their hearts, too. They were gracious hosts and we all had a grand time together.

One of the things I want Tag to know is that it's always important to stop and smell the roses. (Or in this case, hydrangeas.) I think that's something we should all remember.

Brynwood's Taggart...

 Independence Day was truly special for us. 

We have a new corgi in our home.

Please meet "Brynwood's Taggart"

but we'll call him "Tag".

 

 I think he likes me!

(Kes likes him, too. I'll share photos soon.)

This is a photo of us with Tag's breeder, Kelly Groves. She owns Glencoe Corgis and bred this sweet-faced little man. We went all the way to Michigan just to pick him up from her.

We'll look forward to sharing more pictures and new adventures with you - hopefully, for many years to come. I know Fezzik would approve. Thank you, Kelly. You've helped to mend this broken heart. I'll be forever grateful to you.

Come on, Tag! We have lots of fun ahead of us, boy.