Hunter (7) was clearly a mean, nasty, vicious guard dog. You can see it in the firm set of his jaw, his squinty glare, his alert ears…
Edit: God I’m horrible. Somehow I forgot to push publish AGAIN.
…that adorable curly tail…
Hunter was one of my favorite kinds of dogs. The kind where his folks say ‘Oh he’s not very friendly, he… oh… he likes you!’
Argh. I forgot to hit ‘post’ yesterday, after I wrote this up and everything. And it was important for me to post Karly yesterday. Why? Because yesterday was Karly’s first birthday!
I am SUCH a bad person.
Karly is SUCH a good dog.
I had a coworker named Karly at Hipmunk, for quite a while. Not spelled quite that way, but close enough.
Of course, Carley didn’t have quite such a magnificent goatee.
My coworkers were quite taken with Karly too.
I don’t have any notes for this pooch, but I think she might be a Bernadoodle.
Look at the paws. I wonder if she was still a puppy? They’re so HUGE!
I was bad again, and didn’t post any kitties yesterday, so here’s one today.
This kitten was up for adoption at the SPCA. Fortunately, she was adopted before Halloween season, because black cats that get adopted during Halloween season tend to come back.
Another Wags dog. We haven’t had many English setters at all, so I was delighted to spot such a fine example.
So dignified! Apart from the very slight walleye.
So I’m a little confused. This is the pup of a coworker of mine, and I posted some pictures of her before. But last time I had her name down as Katie, but this time I have her as Tresska. Well, one of those two, I’m sure!
Yes, she’s just six months old. Tiny, isn’t she?
Such lovely eyes.
Whatever her name is, she’s very popular. And usually quite well-behaved.
This pup was hanging out outside Sightglass Coffee, waiting for mom or dad to come back out and greeting everyone who went by very politely, as you can see.
I wonder if greyhounds have to stretch more often than other dogs?
The Brixton on Second in San Francisco, a new location of a neat little place, will be having a ‘Yappy Hour’ this coming Friday from 4 to 7, in honor of ‘World Animal Day’. Their patio will be reserved, and they’ll be donating 10% of the proceeds to the SF SPCA.
I’ll be there. If you’re in SF with your pup, drop by and let me take some pictures!
Banjo is 7, and was rescued from the streets of Taiwan when he was just a pup. Some settling must have occurred in shipping, because he has almost no legs! (Or maybe he’s just a corgi mix?) His folks had him DNA tested which said that he had some chow (which I’m not sure about: usually chow mixes even a couple generations back have purple spots on their tongues). But it also said that he was 60% ‘unknown’. I think I’m going to have to go with corgi plus collie, because of the coloration. Could be some golden in there too, but then where does that sable come from?
Corgi cheer, certainly.
And a bit of the corgi ‘tude, too.
For some, every day is caturday.
What is the sound of one cat napping?