I haven’t run into many Lakelands, but that’s okay, because I’ve run into this adorable now-9-year-old one several times. Hi again, Riley!

A friend and I were driving through a park in Oregon when we saw some people pulled over to the side of the road, and staring up at something. So we pulled over, took a look, and it turned out to be this gentleman, with whom I feel a certain affinity.
Hell of a lens, isn’t it?


We interrupt your regularly scheduled Caturday for this important bulletin: Happy birthday Ber-LIN! Happy birthday Ber-LIN! Happy birthday, sweet pupper! Happy birthday, Ber-LIN! Berlin is one today, and being spoiled rotten even as we speak. Or type. Or read. Or whatever it is we’re doing.
No captions or hovertext today. Not sure why, just not feelin’ it. But there’s plenty of Berlin for you to enjoy nevertheless.




I ran across Lily on my way through Sea Ranch, a funny little more or less privately owned town entirely populated by rich people several hours north of San Francisco. Not exactly my kind of place, really, though I have visited there once before. They have some nice beaches, and thanks to California’s enlightened laws, nobody is allowed to either own or prevent public access to beaches. So I got to visit a nice beach! And near that beach I met a nice dog, who, it turned out, was turning 7 years old today. Happy birthday, Lily!


Ran across this pup outside a shop in Fort Bragg, California. He was not happy to be left out of the shopping trip, but he was perfectly happy to interact with all the folks passing by.


Once is only four months old, but he makes up for it with wiggliness. He was originally named ‘eleven’, but the family decided that it sounded classier in Spanish, so Once it is!


I have TWO birthday pups to post for St Patrick’s Day: must be a popular birthday for dogs! Gypsy is the first, and she’s an Honorary DoSF: I ran into her near Coos Bay, Oregon, but I’m not sure if she was from there or just passing through. And she turns five today! Everyone say happy birthday to Gypsy!


“Bodega Bay Dog of the Day” has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? Sunny was only 14 weeks old when I grabbed a few pictures of him up in Bodega Bay. Unsurprisingly, he was mostly a blur or in some cases entirely absent from the picture (when he managed to get a tenth of a second ahead of me). But a couple of them came out.

