Börte is a Dutch shepherd! Börte is the first empress of Mongolia! Börte is a highly trained circus dog! Börte is a client of Autumn’s!
In short, there is no ‘in short’, because Börte is too awesome to be summarized.
Börte’s sucker radar is going off.
She has such a great grin. She also has the lamentable tendency to jump up and try to lick people’s faces if given half a chance.
But when she looks like this it’s awfully hard not to forgive her.
I love watching dogs play. I could just lie down in the grass and watch them for an hour at a time. I know this, because I’ve done so.
In fact, funny story: my last telephone job interview, I took my phone out and sat in Rincon Park, under the giant bow and arrow. And watched the dogs run around and play madly, while I talked on the phone to some guy about a programming job. He paused, pretty early on, and said, ‘Uh… is that a dog barking?’ And I said, ‘Yeah,’ and didn’t volunteer any more details.
I didn’t get offered the job, but I did get to pet some dogs, and then went to work at Hipmunk anyway, so that worked out just fine.
When the floppy ears fly up above their heads it always makes them look so surprised.
I can’t even begin to imagine how I neglected to post Fiona. I ran into her almost a year ago, when she was just three and a half months old, and the softest thing in the entire state of California. (Except for sea otters. And seals. And really tiny baby kittens. And… okay, okay. But she was really soft.) And it was dark outside and she was tearing around and, um, chewing on more or less everything actually. But in a cute way!
I ran into her on very nearly the only rainy day in San Francisco in the first nine months of 2015. She didn’t mind.
You just want to bury your face against her side and go to sleep.
Still working on the ‘getting captions on live photos’ thing, so in the mean time here are some not-as-alive photos of a still-very-alive dog.
Zephram was just barely one year old when I took these shots. The collar was because of a minor eye issue. He did not seem to mind it at all, and I must say, I think it looked quite dashing on him. His parents knew he was a border collie mix but nothing else. I’d have to guess either Lab or golden was the other half, but it’s hard to say which.
There aren’t nearly enough dogs on BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit). This is due to the ‘no dogs’ policy.
You know who else had a ‘no dogs’ policy? I’m not saying it was Hitler, but IT WAS HITLER.
Zephram is a service dog, so he got to ride BART. STILL UNFAIR.
(PSA: if you’re viewing this on facebook I’m afraid you’ll just have to visit my site for the full experience of this one. I think.)
So I’ve been trying to figure out what to do about Apple Live Photos, which like I said before I really like but which don’t translate easily to the web.
It turns out, thought, that they do translate ‘difficultly’ to the web. Check this out: hover your mouse over the little ratty here and see what happens.
Now I just have to get captions working and we’ll be as happy as a rat in a hammock. A little rat hammock, expressly designed for cute little rats. With twitchy noses. And speaking of which…
What a pity, Caturday not falling on Friday the 13th. I just don’t understand it, it doesn’t seem like it’s happened at all in the last… wait… I’m just getting a notification that Friday and Saturday very rarely fall on the same day. Huh. Who knew!
So today is Caturday the Fourteenth, and a good day for black kittens! And yes, this is a reference to that awful movie from when I was barely more than a kitten myself. But the kittens are not awful, unless you count ‘awfully adorable’.
Another couple kitties from my trip to Pets Unlimited. Macy’s kittens are very soon now though!
Okay, take a deep breath and say it with me: this is Deputy Hunter Pinot Brown the First, also known as Deputy Brown or just Deps. She is a jindohuskita: a jindo/husky/akita mix, according to genetic testing, and this one I buy because look at her. And in these pictures she was 4 months old.
She isn’t any more. I ran into him back in January, and I can’t believe I’m just getting around to posting him now. Needless to say, she looks a lot different now, which you can see for yourself by checking out her very own tumblr page, where you can see highlights such as ‘her dressed as a bacon cheeseburger’ and ‘her along with a portrait of her done in latte’.
Edit: So I may have just run into Deputy Brown again and I may have just found out that I got her gender wrong when I wrote the original blurb. But in my defense, it was a guess based on the first name ‘Hunter’ since I didn’t write it down because I was too busy writing down thirty-six other names. So there’s that.
EEEEEEEE OMG CUTE.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE OMG CUTE!
EEEEEEEEEEE SHE’S COMING TO LICK ME!
So apparently miniature English bulldogs are A Thing™. Or, at least, Zoe is a thing, and Zoe’s mom said that Zoe is a miniature English bulldog (3.5 years old). Thus, by induction, we can determine that cheese is delicious. And that Zoe is adorable, whether or not she looks like a French bulldog with floppy ears.
Zoe is, in addition to being a miniature English bulldog, a silly. With a very wide tongue.
Zoe looks grumpy, much like regular English bulldogs. Don’t let it fool you.
Our first nose shot in quite some time.
Ah, Buddy, you’re a gorgeous puplet even if I don’t know what half of you is.
That sly expression.
And that smile.
This’ll be the last corgi for a few days, so enjoy her. I know I did, because she is possessed of two thirds of the trifecta of ultimate cuteness: a fluffy corgi with half-floppy ears. All she needed was a long floofy tail and she would have been causing strong men to break down and weep.
Sassy expression!