I checked out an adoption event a few months ago, and got some cute pictures!


I’ve been a bad boy. This week was pretty overwhelming: the pups and I spent a lot of time together, and dog sitting plus work plus having to take care of some of my own life at the same time turns out to be, you know, work! Well, sadly, I am no longer pup-encumbered (I miss them!). This is a good thing for you folks, though, since it means I should be able to get back to my regular schedule again.
I ran across these two on one of the walks I took with my pup-sitting charges. They were very much uninterested in having anyone, canine or human, walk by their house. Shortly thereafter, I ran across their owner, who assures me that they’re mostly quite nice, although the older one is kind of cranky. They’re mostly just very, very territorial.

When I ran across Penny (6 months) and Bruno (3 years) they were having just an absolute blast. It looks terrifying, though, doesn’t it?
Bruno has an instagram, too! Brunellojones!


I’m sitting a super pair of pups in Albany, California: Henry is an eight year old golden retriever, and Dash is a scruffly scrappy little pupper (which almost came out ‘crappy’, thank you autocorrect!) with a lot of attitude. Today we went to Albany Beach and played some fetch and had a lot of sniffs, and then we went for a nice hike along the Albany Bulb, which has a very funny name but is just a little knob of land that sticks out into the water.
And then we went on an expedition to Pet Food Express, where we all three of us had baths, although only two of them were intentional.








Last time we saw Odin, he was only three, and only 60% as floofy! Now he’s seven and approximately spherical! (And no, he has not gained any weight, except about half a pound of floof.)


Look at these two! Tiny (boy, 3) is the one on the right, and is 3/4 German Shepherd. And Apple (girl, also 3) is half German Shepherd, and the other half just a bunch of different breeds. Isn’t she gorgeous! She’s also been shorn recently. I’d say ‘poor pup’ but I think even in San Francisco that might be a slightly more comfortable way to spend the summer.

We haven’t had a wheely-pup in a while, so I was glad to meet Miso, a six-year-old Maltese poodle and probably other stuff as well mix, and all around happy gal!
