Pretty sure I’ve run into this pup before, but I didn’t get a name, so I’m not entirely sure.
Sure is a cute little sonofagun, though, isn’t he?
Pretty sure I’ve run into this pup before, but I didn’t get a name, so I’m not entirely sure.
Sure is a cute little sonofagun, though, isn’t he?
Wags (a local dog grooming parlor) was really having a heck of a day when I took this one.
Another one of Autumn’s aunt’s kitties. This is apparently a favorite perch.
I recently realized that Wrinkle here is actually my oldest friend in the Bay Area now, as the last friend I had from when I lived in the South Bay has moved away, and I met him only a few days after I moved into San Francisco. This also makes him over fifteen years old, so here’s hoping for a healthy new year for him.
Cooper was a new arrival in September (thus making him 12 weeks old when this picture was taken). It seems only fair to make him the dog-in-review for 2018.
The little girl, who is just meeting Cooper for the first time, is named Olivia. Cooper’s mom, the woman in the grey sweater, is just meeting Olivia for the first time too. Which is funny because the woman’s name is also Olivia.
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I cat-sat for Zorra for a few days last week. She liked to rub against my legs, and then savage my hands when I tried to pet her. Mean, mean kitty!
I ran into a couple of Siberian huskies a couple weeks ago, one right after the other. This was the lazier of the two: he was camped out in the front hall of a gym, trying to cadge treats and petting from everyone going in to work out. But, oddly enough, apparently not willing to do any working out himself.