Just saw this walking by (in the neighborhood called the Dogpatch) and thought, ‘ooh, that’s neat.’ It’s funny the things I notice and the things I don’t.
Wish me luck: my company is moving in with another subsidiary of the same parent company tomorrow, which means I will be surrounded by strange people… and also by some people I don’t know! (Hah hah, I keed, I keed. You guys know I love you.)
Very, very urban.
Another kitty from KitTea. Or, rather, the same one, just no longer riding Autumn. This was definitely my favorite cat of the day. So friendly and sweet.
Normally direct eye contact is a challenge, but this cat clearly did not see things that way. She went straight from staring me in the eye to closing her eyes and showing off her belly.
Also, look at that: spots and stripes both! Such a pretty kitty. DO WANT.
You’ll readily see why Waffles and Bella were 2C2C (Too Cute To Caption) when you see the sheer number of pictures of the two of them I’m posting.
I’ve been hanging onto these pictures since last November. Waffles was, at the time, 6 months old. I do not have age information on Bella. Instead I have the cryptic note ‘Bella Middlebury mix Maltese mix’. Which might mean she’s from Middlebury, Indiana, or that I misspelled Maltese the first time.
A cocker to go with our springer. I ran into Daisy (10 months old) last year, and she did a little dance for me.
I have no idea what the harness difficulties were about.
Whatever it was, though, it took a while to resolve.
Look at those fuzzy feets.
Dogs with freckles.
Another in my continuing series of ‘too cute to caption’: Remy was 5 months old when these pictures were taken, and one of the cuter dogs that I have ever had the pleasure of giggling uncontrollably at.
I saw Sasser this evening, and I just had to post her. She’s just three months old. I forgot to ask what breed she was, but I think she’s a springer. She could be a cocker, though. I can say with absolute certainty that she is SO. ADORABLE.
She was pretty calm…
…until I got near her and got her all worked up….
…at which point she got rather wiggly rather quickly.
It’s funny, but these days some of the weirdest things I see in San Francisco are in stores. It’s like the retail is getting stranger as the inhabitants are getting less. This doesn’t strike me as a fair exchange.
I am not honestly sure what part is for sale.
It are my birthday! (+2 points if you get the reference.) And for my birthday I went to KitTea for their occasional Caturday Morning Cartoons, which happened this time to fall on my birthday. And I took some pictures of some cute cats. This one liked to ride people’s shoulders.
I got climbed on exactly like this, by this same cat. But Autumn has all the pictures of that.
Did I mention I was wearing my cat onesie pajamas? Because I was wearing my cat onesie pajamas.
Another ‘too much cute to caption’ pup, Oliver won my heart and also most of my other internal organs, but was kind enough to let me retain them on condition that I would finally get around to posting him before he turned 1. In these pictures he’s 8 months old, and full of energy, as the gif will make pretty clear.
Patrick is a standard poodle, and was 11 months old in this picture. And I will tell you what, he was very excited to be right where he was when I took this picture.
The smells coming from that place were definitely of interest to Patrick.