As if she needs the gift of gab!

Janie has never had a problem communicating. "Open the door and let me out on the porch." "Fill my bowl." "Scoop my doody." "Give me treats." It seems, nonetheless, she has assured herself the fabled Irish gift of gab by island hopping to smooch the Blarney stone. I can only imagine what this will mean for our conversations.

There's a MAN in a kilt, and then...

...And then, there's Sean Connery in a kilt. We're arranging to have Janie's eyes put back in her sweet lil head.

Her Royal Janieness

She was expecting tea and shortbread and Highland bagpipes, but they were not forthcoming.

Tell us where else you think she ought to travel!

A solemn stop at Culloden Battlefield

Jane felt very strongly that she wanted to pay her respects at Culloden, where so many brave men died. And of course, she thought wistfully of Jamie Fraser.....