A puppy, eight months old. He’s a ‘maltie-poo’. Which just sounds wrong, but who am I to judge? Anyway, Bandit is max dorbs, as a friend of mine would say.
Dad was inside a store and had just come back out. Bandit’s expression says it all.
Ran into these two outside my favorite cheese shop, Cheese Plus.
Bandit is a dog that knows how far smooches will take him, and gives them at every opportunity.
Curly tongue.
I ran into these two in the airport a week ago. Bully is six months old, and is anything but a bully, and Oliver is a goofy 1-year-old. They’d never met before but they were great friends by the time we all boarded the plane.
A very canine greeting. I love the expression.
Down dachshund. This is just after his playmate had to get in line for the plane.
I made a few funny noises and Bully gave me the adorable puppy head-tilt. “Baroo?”
Cassidy is floofily adorable. She’s about 13-ish, and is a husky mix, possibly with some golden retriever and/or Australian shepherd. She’s a real sweetheart, and she’s undergoing chemo right now, so everyone send good thoughts her way!
I ran into her in a Goodwill, which seemed an appropriate place for a dog with so much good-will.
She does have a bit of a dubious expression sometimes, though.
Tail tucked tightly between tocks.
A seal ion for your Sunday delectation. This fine lass was vacationing in the friendly and welcoming facilities of the Marine Mammal Center. She looks like she’s doing pretty well: decent weight, healthy-looking fur. She’ll probably get kicked out soon enough, but for now she’s enjoying the facilities and all the fish she can eat.
I love the spot on the top of the head. Looks like she’s wearing a little yarmulke!
No, really. This guy was totally dead to the world, sound asleep, not taking any calls. Yes, in that position.
I can’t even begin to guess how that could be comfortable for any animal, even one with a spine made out of spaghetti.
I also love the way he (? she?) has piled all the toys up right under his head before going to bed.
I wandered into Macy’s and saw a potential adoption in progress.
These two had seen this pup in the windows, and now they were seeing how compatible they were.
Was looking pretty good to me.
I don’t know the end of the story. I gave them a business card and asked them to email me. We’ll see if they do.
Quick post today, since I have to run out the door early tomorrow to catch a plane. Saw this fine fellow through the window of a barber’s shop.
I’d totally go to a barber shop where I could get a French bulldog to sit on my feet while I’m getting my hair cut. If I had any hair left.
I think I probably heard what this guy is when I was out at WildCare but I don’t remember, and I have no real idea. I think his beak is too short for him to be a pelican.
Edit: Tommaso says ‘cormorant’, which makes sense. I’ve just never seen one sitting like this before.
The sprinkling of white on the head and back is kind of interesting.
Black and white (okay, okay, and grey) kitties, red and white stripes. Anyone else reminded of The Cat in the Hat?
Shortly after this picture, the one up top leapt down on the other one. Was totally adorable. And because of the lighting, totally blurry.
One white sock!
Sorry, I’ve been remiss this week: I missed two days, which I don’t usually do. Both days I didn’t get home until well after midnight, once for a movie and once for my company Christmas party. I should really plan ahead a little more, have a post queued up just in case. Maybe in the new year.
For today, though, I’d like to introduce Blossom, the 8-month-old puplet. Not sure what she’s mixed with… it’ll probably be a lot easier to tell once she’s grown up.
Blossom is a very direct sort of dog.
She’s also at that gawky adorable adolescent stage.
Three seconds before an attempted smooch.