I am not sure I have ever seen a Coton de Tulear who wasn’t all white before. Olive is a 6-year-old tricolor coton, according to mom, but apparently all her brown faded out. I know dogs go grey (like me!) but I didn’t know just one of their colors could fade. Weird!
Umi (6) is awesome: a story in five pictures. No need for hovertext or captions for this one, the pictures tell the whole story.
I didn’t get this beast’s name and details, but I do remember that I said ‘That’s a baby bat!’ and his mom said that that was what she called him, so obviously I’m not the only one who noticed the resemblance.
This is Jeviz! He’s 11, and is a full standard schnauzer, just schnauzing up the place.
Turkeys are large!
Willie is only 15 weeks old, but Willie is, as dad says, already ‘getting kind of big for the backpack’. Willie is going to be LARGE!
Wandered by the ‘yoga with puppies’ place last Saturday on my way to the Farmer’s Market and caught sight of these two having a Moment.
Poor Stevie (3) was quite thoroughly nommed on by another dog recently. She got several stitches and the cone of shame. Happily, it has not changed her attitude one bit!
I didn’t get this pup’s name, but that’s Autumn’s hand. She just put out her hand and the pup laid her chin in it and was like ‘do you love me now?’ And we all said ‘YES!’
I ran into James Joyce (9 years old!) so long ago that I barely remember, which is to say, Before Covid, back in 2019. And I am delighted to tell you that he is looking just as happy and healthy now as he was when I first met him, which is just amazing for a wolfhound. I bet part of it is his friend Mary (8 months) helping keep him young.
