Saw this potentially prized pup painting in the window of a store in Cow Hollow, along Union Street. I’m not sure what the name of the store was, and when I zoom in on the map it tells me it’s at ‘Steamed Sloth Inc.’ I’m pretty sure that wasn’t it.
It’s an odd representation. NONE of them seem to be happy.
So I was walking down the street and glanced into someone’s window, and what should I see but a cat-bed-looking thing with one black kitty-ear extending over the top of it. I could not see into it, but I immediately inferred the presence of a cat (or a resident with a very strange sense of humor). So I held my camera up high over my head and got a picture of a kitty snoozeball! And, as a bonus (penalty?), a picture of my reflection.
Cats have such nice compact sleeping position.
Duke’s full moniker is ‘The Duke of North Beach’. At only 3.5 months! A very responsible position for such a tiny Airedale puppy, I think you’ll agree, but Duke seems to be up to the job. Or, at least, he’s up to the ‘meet and greet’ part of the job. And if he’s not up to the paperwork, well, I’m sure he’ll be fully house-trained soon…
Given his costume, I suspect you can guess about when these were taken.
Apparently he just went up to people and licked them even if they weren’t Warriors fans, though.
It’s so hard to resist petting them when you’re taking pictures of them.
Murphy! He (yes, ‘he’) was 11 weeks old in these pictures, and far too hyperactive and wiggly and happy to be real. (Just like every other labrador retriever puppy, none of whom are very credible either!)
Mom only got him to slow down for long enough not to be blurry by making him play ‘find the treat’.
Oh, they are going to have so much fun together.
Yet another ridiculous puppy position.
I’ve run into a Spinone Italiano before, but she looked absolutely nothing like Giorgi. I’m not sure he is one (I have no notes) but I suspect so. I think the reason he looks so different is that he was shaved everywhere except, ah, two places. Which I believe will be immediately obvious to you once you see his pictures.
Magnificent.
Shaking it off. I wish I’d gotten this from the front, but it’s goofy enough from the side.
See? Even his SHADOW has giant fluffy eyebrows.
Giorgi was much more interested in saying hello than posing for the camera, but with a little help from his mom I got a few decent shots. Shame about the contrast.
Spi-nose all up in my business.
Mom and Giorgi. She knows just how to handle it when those eyebrows get itchy.
When I first ran across these two pups they were tied to a parking meter and making threatening noises at all the dogs that went by. I walked into the restaurant and came back out again ten minutes later and they were seated comfortably at one of the outdoor tables, with mom, and… still making threatening noises at all the dogs that went by. Mom explained that they were recent arrivals to the city, and wondered if I knew any animal behavior and training experts in the Bay Area. Seems that they adore people, but are quite unhappy when there are other dogs around.
And I realized that no, I actually don’t know any. I’ve met two, but they have both since moved away. Anyone?
Lola is the blond. I am assured it’s entirely natural.
Looking at that face, it’s hard to believe that the two of them were ready to take on a 100-pound mixed breed that wandered by.
I’m just glad I didn’t smell too much like a dog that day!
Ran into this fine gentleman outside of a Whole Foods. Rhodesian ridgebacks are rather hefty dogs by nature, and can look a little intimidating, but this one was too obviously begging for affection even to scare a passing 5-year-old.
That’s quite an intent stare.
He really was shameless… he hit up everyone who walked by.
This Whole Foods is only a couple blocks from a pretty great dog park. If I were sure I could have gotten away with it, I would have snaffled him, played with him for half an hour, and then brought him back.
We haven’t had any ‘ork-orks’ (sea lions) for quite some time. So here are a couple of our fearless, flippered, furry friends. (And friends they are… I wanna go swimming with the sea lions like these guys did!)
They often end up in that funny pose on the right, which always reminds me of someone getting all defensive and huffy.
Autumn is cat-sitting E. V. at the moment. I haven’t gotten to meet her, alas, but I hear she’s “super-friendly”. I’m not sure I’ve ever actually met a Manx cat before, come to think of it.
Can anyone help me out and tell me what this lovely black-and-brown mahogany coloration is called? I don’t think it’s a standard tortoiseshell, or at least if it is then perhaps there’s another name for it too?
As Autumn pointed out, she kind of looks like she has a REALLY LONG tail…
That shows off the tail… or lack thereof.
It appears that labradoodles aren’t the only super-cool dogs out there. If the labradoodle was The Dude, then are these two sunglasses-wearing pit bulls the Blues Brothers?
They were just hanging out on the corner of Market and Fourth, watching the people go by.
And occasionally taking an opportunistic lick.