WASABIIII! Wasabi is a 3-month-old boy who needs a whole lot of wiggle room, if you know what I mean.
WASABIIII! Wasabi is a 3-month-old boy who needs a whole lot of wiggle room, if you know what I mean.
Chloe is six months old, and, I am reliably informed, is a Taurus. You can see the lion in her eyes, can’t you?
Don’t know what this pup was but I’m pretty sure there was some hound in him.
When I was out in Phoenix with my brother, we went for a little hike. It was the wrong time of year for flowers, but I did manage to find just one flowering plant.
You don’t see markings like this every day.
Of the canine friends I made shortly after I arrived in San Francisco, there’s only one left. On sunny days, sometimes I find him lying out sunbathing on my jog in to work. And on very rare cloudy and cool days, I find him out cloud-bathing, in his aviator jacket.
Spike is another pup I ran into on my trip to Phoenix. He was also visiting, in his case from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
I found a very silly puppy named Tilly (10 months) when I was in Arizona. She was looking a little bored while sitting outside at a cafe, so I was forced to go play with her before we went inside to order. And after we ordered but before we got our food. And after we ate and were leaving.
On Christmas break, I visited my brother, and we took a day trip up from his home in Tempe, Arizona, to Sedona. It was pretty.