Oh god the eyebrow. The one red eyebrow. How do little miracles like that happen?
These two were an amazingly odd couple, but they seemed to get along pretty darn well, not just with each other but with everyone else, too. Renzo, by the way, is the older, at 7, and his larger and less shaggy friend is 5.
Someone had a long day at work.
Evie is one of Autumn’s frequent kitty-sitting charges. I just got to spend the day watching the Puppy Bowl with her, and she is the sweetest thing EVER! She sat in my lap through the whole thing and just purred and purred and purred.
You might remember Panko. If you don’t, it is probably because you were stunned into amnesia by cuteness. Well, just as I walked out of the door for lunch at work on Thursday, Panko was walking through the atrium. And just as I was mid-squeal, Panko met Luke, the 5-month-old German shepherd/husky/Lab mix. And my day, and quite possibly my entire month, was made.
Too many pictures for captions and hovertext. So much cute.
Incidentally, the pictures that look like Luke has Panko’s entire head in his mouth? Yeah, that’s because he does have her entire head in his mouth.
Whitney was 4 months old and wiggly!
Skyler (5 months old in these pictures) was utterly adorable, but at least at the time I took these pictures she was preeeeetty skittish about the whole ‘human beings that are not my mom’ thing.
No captions and no hovertext, since all of the hovertext would be something like ‘Oh my Dog keep away from me you’re scary!’ anyway.
Reilly is a new breed for us, and a pretty unusual one in general: a Lakeland terrier. In the pictures he was 5 months old, and a typically curious pup.
This is the first Dave we’ve had on the blog, and guess what: he’s a she! I didn’t get an explanation of the name, I was too busy goggling at the one-year-old cuteness of it all.
Little history lesson: so it turns out that in 1906 there was this little shake-up in the City by the Bay. And they discovered that it was quite difficult to navigate through the streets of a completely demolished city by the street signs (which had mostly fallen down) and the landmarks (which had mostly burnt down, fallen over, and/or sank into the swamp). So when they rebuilt, they started engraving the names of every street on its every corner.
Sometimes you find unexpectedly funny ones. There are the occasional typo. And sometimes Hayes Street seems to become a bit of a smartass.