In my little photography expedition yesterday I ran across a few dogs. Jade (7 months, girl, may be mixed with something) was the prettiest, and the only one who was adoptable. She’s friendly, loves people and dogs. (They aren’t sure about kids and cats, but that’s just because the woman fostering her had only had her for a day.)
The reason she’s up for adoption is because she apparently ate a tea towel, and the folks who owned her couldn’t afford the surgery to get it extracted. Apparently they were having COVID-related money troubles, and this was just the last straw. I feel for them, Jade is just such an amazing sweetheart. If you’re looking for one, check her out at Jake’s Wish Rescue!
She is super dainty. It might be a mixed heritage, or just adolescent gangle.
Her tummy and her leg are both shaved, the tummy for the surgery and the leg for the IV.
She definitely has a fair bit of derp to her!
I went out and took some pictures earlier today. Some of them are rather impressive, of the remains of the Fisherman’s Wharf Fire. I’ll see if I can’t post them this coming Saturday. I checked out a few parks, too.
As well as the dogs, there were rather a lot of not-very-distant people. Sigh.
I did another order from The Brazen Head, and thought I’d try out another dessert after a bit of a disappointment last time. I figured I’d try their ‘fruit pie’ (it didn’t say what kind). Sorry that the presentation isn’t all it could be, but that’s certainly not their fault. I couldn’t get the pie out of the box without making it disintegrate.
This time it was peach. And it was lovely. I didn’t order it with ice cream, but upon consideration, it would have been gilding the lily. The crust somehow managed to be just about perfect, despite sitting in a box for about 35 minutes. The filling was great, a little on the sweet side for me, but I prefer tart to sweet. Nothing in any way innovative or exciting about it, which knocks it down to a still very solid 4/5. Would order again in a second.
Someone is getting nearly enough attention. Nearly.
A very dignified expression, not spoiled in the least by the very slight tongue protrusion.
I realized where in my collection I could find a bunch of pictures I hadn’t posted yet: old CorgiCons! I always have so many corgis around then that I only end up using a tenth of them. So brace yourselves: corgis incoming!
All I want is someone who looks at me like this dog looks at … whoever will throw that ball.
I’m guessing the pup is a Tibetan terrier, but I’m not sure.
I love that these two have matching jackets, hats… and masks!
Another couple of pictures from my foray of yesterday. The goofier one is pretty sharp, but the one I really wanted, the puppy, is pretty blurry. Still cute though!
Four months old, and running around like a mad dog.
There were four Frenchies, four different owners, all playing together.
I went out this morning with a camera that I got late last year and have barely, between being sick early in the year and homebound right now, been able to use at all. It’s a handheld Panasonic, with a 10x zoom and an oversized sensor.
I have to say, I’m somewhat disappointed at the quality, at least at the long end of the zoom. It was super-bright outside, and I had exposure bracketing on, and it has optical image stabilization, so I should have had at least some pictures that were sharp, even if they were the dark ones. I got almost nothing sharp. I’ll have to spend some more time with it, and see if I was just screwing things up myself.
Anyway, I did run across this cutie, and he’s the first basenji we’ve had since forever.
I wonder if they’re all that spotty under their coats?
Another mystery. How did I not post Toby when I first took his picture, a couple years ago, when he was 4 months old? He has a lovely instagram page, too, which you should totally check out.
He was an Airbnb pup, back when I was working in that building.
I ran into him again under a table during lunch. He was picking up crumbs.
He had a lot of friends, too. Not shown here was a Lab puppy that he’s looking at.
I went out and was very careful to maintain my social distance in a dog park a couple days ago. This weekend I’m going to do it again, only this time I’m going to remember to bring the camera with the zoom lens.
Fortunately, Marlowe (5 months old) was happy to come close enough to show off his ridiculous ears. They go floop floop floop when he walks, and FLOOPFLOOPFLOOPFLOOPFLOOP when he runs. I can’t imagine what the ACD is mixed with, but I’d love to spend a bunch more time with him trying to figure it out.
No captions and no hovertext today. There’s just too much cute in there. I can’t handle it.