Wait… strike that… reverse it. Goose is a five month old cutie, and if he’s a silly goose, well, that’s only to be expected, right?

Chessy, also known as Chestnut (3 months) makes friends wherever he goes.
Maya is 2, and it’s funny: I’ve run across a few bluetick coonhounds in the city, and three of them, if I recall correctly, were in the Marina.
Oh, they added a bunch of golden and a little bit of this and that and they got Enzo, 3. And he’s glad they did, and so am I!
I always get bouviers mixed up with some of the other similar European breeds, but I don’t think Pickles (5) minded. She seemed happy to see me anyway.
Charlie (6) is a rescue from The Milo Foundation. Nobody knows quite what breeds he has in him, but nobody’s going to hold that against him.
Pants is a year old, and is almost entirely ACD, mixed with a tiny bit of Australian shepherd. And it’s easy to tell how he got his name, and it’s not because he’s ‘simply pants’.