Blitz is a majestic pup, isn’t he? He’s only eight months old, and he’s still learning to trust people, but he’s getting there. And he is up for adoption at the Milo Foundation! Worth pondering indeed, although he looks like he’ll be eating you out of house and home: so skinny!
Join me in welcoming Pato (probably around 8) to the city! Pato’s mom was living in Colombia for a while, and adopted Pato while she was there, and just moved back to San Francisco about four weeks ago. Pato has settled in like he was born to be a San Franciscan.
I ran across Nola (a girl) just as her mom was getting into an uber, so I didn’t get a chance to ask many questions. Fortunately I got the important bit: she likes her bag, and she loves everybody.
I am totally down for this: keep the kids locked up and let the dogs run free!
I ran across Olive (6) when I was on my way home from Milwaukee, in Chicago’s O’Hare Airport. But it turned out, when I chatted with her folks, that Olive was actually an official Dog of San Francisco: she’s lived here most of her life, and she was just on vacation, just like me!
By the way, I don’t mention this often enough, but if you’re visiting here looking for pictures of your pup, and I haven’t posted them yet, please feel free to leave a comment reminding me. I will treat your pup as a priority!
I have just discovered that not only did I take pictures of Jeviz, who is now 12 years old, almost exactly a year apart (August 30th, 2025, which were posted shortly thereafter, and August 25th, 2026, posted today), but I took pictures of him, and posted them, a little over eleven years before that, on July 30th of 2014, when he was five months old! He was dangerously cute as a puppy, and he grew up to be huuuuge (for a standard schnauzer) and dangerously handsome!
Violet’s (2 years old) folks said she was an ‘unknown mix’, but I am pretty sure there is some papillon in her ancestry. Look at those ears!
Gotta tell ya, I visited Milwaukee last month and it has some pretty great spots. Not least of which is Riley’s, which is not just dog-friendly, it’s dog-centric. We need more places like that around here!
I ran across Milo (9 months) on his way home from a vet appointment. Poor pup, he got neutered. He was a little bit groggy, but still surprisingly cheerful. Get well soon, Milo Bear!
Louie was four months old when I ran into him, and let me tell you what, I just about scooped him up and ran away with him. What an amazing combo, Dane and ACD!
