Iris is another pup I ran into when I was visiting Reed College. She is 5, and a born troublemaker if I ever saw one.


Iris is another pup I ran into when I was visiting Reed College. She is 5, and a born troublemaker if I ever saw one.


I had a kind of a pretty view out the window of my Vancouver hotel room. The hotel was, well, let’s just say it had seen better days, but the price was right, the view was nice, and the location was great, so who am I to complain?
I have arrived home, about 50 minutes ago. Now it’s time for my scheduled two weeks of crushing depression and wishing that my entire life could be staying in posh hotels and hiking and seeing cute animals! Maybe I will live long enough to retire, and there will be enough country left for me to retire in. Here’s hoping!

I just spent about an hour trying to figure out how to edit a chain link fence out of a few big cat photos. Photoshop might be able to do it, but right at the moment Pixelmator, Luminar Neo, and Apple Photos aren’t quiiiite up to the task, and after Adobe went to a subscription model for their main programs 15 years ago or so, and after the rest of their software basically became viruses that were impossible to uninstall, I gave up on them. I’ll wait until the other non-Adobe tools can do what I want.
In the mean time, I caught someone on the potty, and he was very very not amused.

I visited my old stomping grounds — not technically my Alma Mater since I never, you know, graduated, but close enough — Reed College, while I was in Portland. And on that lovely campus I ran across a couple of dogs, one of whom was Justice, the German Shepherd. I don’t have his age recorded, but apparently he was born on the 4th of July, so I guess that’s where his name came from.


I grabbed this picture of Koko on January 26th, in Seattle, and my notes say that he turned 2 on the 14th of January. It’s a bit belated for a birthday celebration, but happy unbirthday to you, Koko!
I’ll be back in San Francisco in a few days, and will do my utmost to edit and post some of the nature photos I took with my super giant big new spiffy long lens. Hopefully this time it will take me less than a year to get around to it!


I made a friend up in Seattle! I ran across Ruby (4) and her mom while heading down to Pike’s Place Market, and asked if I could say hi, and her mom said, “Well, she’s very, very shy, so you oh she never usually does that!” And Ruby looked at me for a second and then ran over and sniffed my hand and then licked my face and I scratched her butt and she wiggled happily. Sometimes being a dog blogger has its advantages: the dogs can tell!





I ran into Kai in the Pike’s Place Market in Seattle. Funny thing: Kai was also the name of a boss of mine at a previous job, and a former coworker of mine at my current job, but both of those Kais are younger than this Kai: he’s 44! Which isn’t actually all that old for a macaw: some of them have been known to live 80 years. I wish dogs lived that long, although I realize that would make a dog a hell of a commitment.
Anyway, no captions or hovertext, despite temptation: there are just too many cute pictures of Kai.
PS: How’s this for funny: there are several pictures on my roll of me holding Kai. But they all came out blurry: I was the one moving around too much!







While I was visiting Anne down in Albany, Oregon and environs, we dropped by the OSU campus where she works. And while we were there, we ran across Juno, who also works on the campus, presumably as a therapist. She has an instagram, too!

I ran across Conrad (3) yesterday while he was exploring the wreck of the old Peter Iredale, near Astoria in Northern Oregon. He thought it was pretty neat, and so did I.
(Sure was a pretty day here yesterday, huh?)


