Tidus just had a birthday recently, and so, because I never get tired of His Tidosity, here’s a picture I took of him a couple months ago while I was taking him for a walk. He had to stop to rest; luckily, there was a handy park bench.
Can’t get enough of that corgi grin.
I get all these white fluffy little dogs mixed up, and I didn’t even get her name. But the picture does have a backstory that I can remember: this gentleman has trained his pup to never cross the street without him picking her up. (AKA the ‘the street is lava!’ game.) This keeps her from ever being in danger of being run over, and instead exposes her to the indignities of me taking her picture while she’s being carried around like a football.
I don’t know who he is, but I like anyone who has this detailed a plan for keeping his dog safe.
This dog has very pokeable toes.
Layla (7 years old) has been commuting with her dad for a few months now. All in all, she seems pretty happy with the arrangement.
She licks everyone who comes within range.
Blep!
Look at the way her tongue curls as she starts to yawn. Wonder if all dogs do that.
Someone was getting a makeover at Kiehl’s (a rather exclusive body care products store on Fillmore Street in Pacific Heights) when I saw her. I’m not sure she was entirely pleased to be interrupted.
This is the back door, which I gather is not usually open. I don’t know what the story was, I just happened by and saw this spectacle.
I still have no idea what this bit of dog body language means. Probably not the same thing as it means on humans, although I’m not certain even of that.
Someone’s full attention being held by a treat.
Loki (I think she was a girl, but hey, what’s in a name?) was not having any of me. Which made me sad.
Just sitting there all cute and innocent, with those eyes just boring into your soul.
And then retreating before you can pet her. So cruel!
I caught her ears in mid-deploy.
You can practically hear the ‘ffffwip!’ as the ears deploy.
I ran across these two while I was rushing to class, so I only got a few shots, but they were attached to a pretty amazing… moped? Bicycle? Is it electric? I have no idea. Anyone know? Anyway, it looks pretty amazing.
They were pretty clearly guard dogs only in the visual intimidation sense. They kept trying to lick people on the way by.
And there the bike is, in all its glory. Is this a custom job, does anyone know? Or does some company make ’em?
Every dog has his day; Marco has three! Yesterday’s preview, and his day from 2013. In that one we got to see the full extent of his length, in yesterday’s we got to see the full extent of his happy grin, and in today’s we get to see a couple of goofy expressions and lots of teeth.
He really does have a remarkable tail.
He’s a howler, and a barker, but he don’ mean nothin’ by it.
I can’t decide if I love the goofy grin or the floofy tail more.
Ran into an old friend today. I was pretty sure I recognized him, even after two years. He’s quite distinctive.
I’ll post more pictures of him some other time. Doing this one from my phone, from bed. Long day!
A few weeks ago, I was walking past the laundromat that is the occasional home of Cody, AKA laundrypuppy, when I discovered that Cody had a friend! I didn’t get her name, but apparently she shows up there occasionally because Autumn said she’d seen her there before.
I suspect Cody might have spent the day trying to keep up with a husky. Which strikes me as pretty tough.
I love that moment when a dog starts to yawn and it makes them look utterly shocked.
The husky saw me petting Cody, and of course couldn’t let someone else get the attention without getting some herself.
She must be a pretty well-behaved husky, because she had the run of the place, with an open door.
Nose shot!
If you look VERY closely you can see just a teeny bit of tongue poking out of the husky’s mouth.
So looking through my pictures, I find that I have pictures of two unknown mix puppies that were taken on the same day, but notes for only one. So only one of them can be Jo… is it this one? Or the last one? You be the judge!
Look at those ears. Will the tips stand up fully when she grows up? And will she be able to actually fly, or just sort of glide a bit?
The expression I like to call the ‘Whatchootalkinbout Willis,’ or just the ‘Willis’ for short. Those of you who know what that means are probably too old, just like me.
Those little bitty brown eyebrow marks make for devastating puppydog eyes. Also note the barely-visible-from-this-angle cow spots on the puppybelly.
Here’s a little more belly. And then there’s that teensy white star on her forehead. Too cute!