My coworker, whose dog this is, isn’t actually sure what Charlie is, except that he’s twelve and a giant sweetheart. But he looks like a labradoodle, and I choose to believe that he is because that way I can say that he’s a labradoodle dandy, a labradoodly-awesome guy!
*cough* Well, hey, I never claimed to be a lyricist.
Charlie knows exactly how to get what he wants when he visits the office.
This pup was a bit pint-sized, but had all the sense of humor of a full-sized husky, just… packed down a little tighter.
I don’t often get a human-style smile for the camera from a dog.
I did make it to CorgiCon, really I did. Here’s a little bit of evidence: a corgi that actually managed to get tired out. Let me tell you, that’s a pretty rare thing aside outside of CorgiCon.
Such a serious expression, too. And not just in this picture: in all of them. That was one pooped pup.
It’s hard to believe that these two are both the same breed, let alone related. But they are indeed: they’re both bearded collies, a breed that (amazingly) we haven’t yet run across on here. They’re also both ten years old.
I don’t know which is which, but the one on the left is both shaved and less happy to see me in this picture.
I was recently at a Pet Food Express, and I ran across two dogs who were in for a little wash and brush-up. They had markedly different attitudes towards the whole affair.
Sometimes panting is a sign of stress. Not this time. Totally relaxed and down with it.
Aaaand… not so much.
It must be a spring thing: I’ve been running into so many puppies lately! And thank goodness for that, they’ve been keeping me going. In this particular case, I was on my way home from work last Friday and I saw this woman’s back, and there was something fluffy poking out from the side. And I ran to catch up and it turned out to be a @minidoseofdill!
You need to visit that link. RUN. DO NOT WALK.
Anyway, Dill is 14 weeks old or so, and he is… shockingly huge for a miniature Australian shepherd puppy of that age. Most mini Aussies don’t get much bigger than he is now. So I have my doubts whether he’s really a mini. Fortunately they live near me, so I might well be able to see how big he gets.
You need to look at the two of them. THEY HAVE THE SAME GLASSES. AND THE SAME TONGUE ‘BLEP!’
The iPhone’s portrait mode mangled several similar photos to this. Have to get used to vetting them before I upload them to my Mac, because while they’re still on the phone I can fix them. Stupid. Should be able to after I download them too.
Dill was mostly quite well-behaved. Mostly.
These two are going to be a force to be reckoned with. (Also LOOK AT THOSE PAWS. BIG! BIG BIG BIG!)
Katie is the puppy of a coworker of mine. She’s so young she hasn’t had her final shots yet, but she’s already big enough to knock people over. She’s gonna be huuuuuge!
Sorry, no inspiration today so you’ll just have to live with the incredible cuteness of Katie without the mediating influence of my prose.
Sorry about missing yesterday. I was kind of out of it. Still am, really, but I felt like a little adorability, so you get the benefit of my fluff jones.
Look at that nose. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a tabby with a nose colored like that before.
I don’t recall what Dino is, but oh MAN is he a dapper one!
BEST HALTER EVER.
I don’t know what this guy is, but I wish I had half his patience and poise.
Don’t worry, it wasn’t actually raining, just a bit damp.