Tilly is the pup of a friend of Autumn’s, who has Irish music concerts at her house on a regular basis. Until quite recently, Tilly would hide in the back room and eventually get let out into the side yard so she wouldn’t freak out. Until last week, when they were having a workshop and apparently (I wasn’t there) Tilly came and sat under Liz Carroll’s chair. She has, after hearing all these concerts from outside, developed excellent musical taste.
And we were there on Thursday to see John Doyle play, and Tilly came right out and hung out and listened in the front row. Until John brought out a friend to play didgeridoo for one number. Tilly, looking quite offended, got up and walked out. But she came back for the next number. A dog of very conservative and traditional tastes, it seems.
If you look closely, you can even see that her ears are a little perked up. She periodically looked up at John, especially when he was singing. Too funny.
What a pretty lady. I believe she has a crush on John – she is wise as well as beautiful!
A great giver of smooches and solicitor of belly rubs. I call her ‘Thoroughly Modern Tilly‘.