Ru, not Roo. Who is ‘too cute’, not ‘two coot’. A year and a half old, and full Aussie.
This one is great: she has the ‘cuddly’ gene AND the ‘noble hunter’ gene.
Cute little pink marbled nosie!
Oh, in addition to the noble and cuddly genes, I think we’ve got a fair bit of the goofy.
The tan fellow is Francisco, 4, generally known as Franky. Nisha is 6 months old. Both of them are equally ridiculous. And both of them are featured in an utterly ridiculous instagram account.
Snug as a pug in a flower-hoodie hug!
Funny, he looks just as much like a puppy as his sister does.
I didn’t get any details about this bundle of fluff, but that’s a husky nose, and the fur pattern is pretty husky as well. I’m taking a wild guess and saying golden retriever, but border collie is a strong contender as well.
The great big poofly tail makes me think maybe golden retriever, with the sickle shape of a husky’s.
I had never heard of Marc Bolan before, but I immediately googled him and I saw the similarity. I think you probably can too.
Four months old, and looking great!
He comes from a breeder in Russia who specializes in teacup Poms. And is a total sweetheart: the terrified expression is totally an artifact of his, ah, breeding.
I’ve been hanging out a bit more at KitTea, in their cafe area. It’s a great place to go to get some work done, and also pretty great to not get work done. Their food is quite good, too, and almost no hairballs in it!
They have changed their model up a bit: instead of all of their animals being adoptable, they have just one or two adoptable cats at a time, with the rest forming a permanent colony. That way they end up forming stable relationships amongst one another, don’t constantly end up losing friends and not knowing why, and are much better socialized to trust galloping hordes of human interlopers.
Now, there does seem to be some still-unsettled disagreement on the nature of the business between the different principals involved…
These two had a fun little interaction going.
I think this one is the same one that crawled onto my and Autumn’s shoulders, back on my birthday.
My notes say Dakota is an unknown mix ‘weirdo’ eternal puppy. I am not entirely clear on what makes him weird, but he is definitely very puppy-looking, despite being an older dog.
Looks like part husky? Especially the stripey nose.
Dakota attracts admiring crowds wherever he goes.
The triumphant return of Adam’s laptop is almost immediately followed by the triumphant return of… well… this ridiculous 8-week-old puppy! Who, by the way, doesn’t have a name yet, as she had only been picked up the day before when I got these pictures, but you can call her EEEEEEEEEEeeeEEeeEEEE!
Her Frenchie friend is 3, and is named Gus. His dad is a police officer, and he is an emotional support animal. He spends the day at New Century Bail Bonds, across the street from the courthouse and county jail, while his dad works. I can’t vouch for their services personally, having not had occasion to use a bail bond company in recent memory ahem ahem, but any place that lets a dog like Gus hang around all day is probably an all right establishment.
It sounds like this pup, whatever her name turns out to be, might be hanging out here during the days too, at least sometimes.
Almost makes being arrested worthwhile!
That’s mom’s hands. She works at a local sushi restaurant, so obviously the pup can’t stay with her during the day.
And, well, the bail bond place is right around the corner, and tends to have a lot of down time, so…
At exactly the age where they look most like stuffed animals.
A stuffed animal with sunglasses.
They spent the entire time I was there alternately sniffing and playing.
Argh. If there were a single picture that I would pay money to un-blurrify, this might well be it. It is SO PERFECT.
My computer is in for repair! Nothing exciting or particularly unexpected: the anti-glare coating on the screen has been flaking off for a while and I finally decided, sort of on the spur of the moment, to go in and have it fixed. (Under warranty, thank goodness.) But this means I don’t have my usual photo editing software, nor all my giant pile of un-posted photos. So consider this a preview post, of a ridiculously adorable puppy and her new best friend that I ran across today. Trust me, there will be more.
These two are going to be lifelong friends.
I did a quick sub-in for Autumn and watched this little pup for a few hours. When I got there, her folks and several other people were there and making a lot of noise, and she was seriously stressed out. And as they started mobilizing to leave, she ran down the hall and disappeared. I wandered after her (wasn’t concerned, front door was closed) and she was hiding in the bathroom, so I guarded the door. As everyone was tramping out of the apartment she bolted out of the bathroom towards the back bedroom and promptly hid under the bed.
I found out why a little bit later. Apparently before she hid in the bathroom she had expressed her displeasure at all the noise and the change in her routine by pooping on the carpet in one of the bedrooms, and then she got all ashamed. Poor pup.
You can even see the piece of treat I tried to give her, and then when she wouldn’t take it from me, that I left next to her. She wouldn’t even eat it.
Yes, I balanced the treat on her paw. She STILL didn’t want it.
Abby is the pup of one of my coworkers, and she is an utter sweetheart. Sure, she occasionally gets a little overexcited when another dog comes to visit, but that’s only because she wants to play so! much!
I’ve seen dogs with more winsome expressions, but not ones who can hold them all the time.
Smooches!
