Things seem to be working around here, and Koi (2) has cautiously emerged from his little haven. He might duck back there if anything else goes wrong, though. Or anyone looks at him in a mean way, or someone accidentally drops a fork.
But not if someone drops a potato chip.
Welp. Another four hours of work on the site later, I think I’ve got ALMOST all of it working, some of it possibly even better than it was before. If anyone sees any problems, please let me know. Especially if you see super-slow loading times… I quit my browser and restarted it and they went away, but I want to make sure nobody else sees them now either.
Hans doesn’t care about servers. He does care about you. And food. But mostly you.
Autumn and I ran into Hans at the restaurant next to the one we were headed for. He was all perked up!
When we left, he was still there… but possibly a bit less thrilled to be there.
It’s been a long day. I spent about seven hours today working on upgrading the server this site is based on, and then getting the database working again, and then getting the web server working again, and then getting the blog software working again, and then getting all the bits of the blog software to actually work.
Linux on the desktop is always a year away, and always will be, because the people writing it fundamentally do not understand that it’s ‘usability, reliability, usability, usability, flexibility, usability, usability, performance.’
Tomorrow we’ll return you to your regularly scheduled program.
Your friend and mine, the Bow Wow Meow window kitty.
A very literate kitty, too.
Is it just me, or is that a rather speculative expression?
According to the breed standard, basenjis are standoffish and wary of strangers, and have an inherent distrust of anything new or different.
Mmhm.
“Tightly curled tail.” That’s for sure.
“Large prick ears.”
I love this guy. So much personality locked inside such a small frame.
What else would a cavalier wear than highly fashionable yet flexible leather boots, highly suitable for leaping about, swinging from balconies, and other chivalric pursuits? (Ooh. Cavalier, chevalier, chivalry. How did I never make that connection before?)
Also, his name is Goliath, he is three years old, and he has his own Instagram page.
You really should look at that Instagram account. Goliath’s ears are hilarious when wet.
I can’t get over the boots. I just can’t.
Eevee is an extraterrestrial visitor electron volt electric vehicle adorable 5-year-old girl corgi, hence the name.
I’ve rarely seen a corgi with a black mask like that.
She has such an incredibly great ‘huff’ expression.
Cute little kitty at the SF SPCA!
We took turns looking away and blinking slowly at one another.
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.