I see so few of these guys around that I almost forgot they existed: Waldo is a full-sized dachshund, which means that he is roughly twice as long and eight times as heavy as the typical miniature dachshund. Full-sized dachshunds are dogs to be reckoned with: there’s a lot of muscle in that frame, and those short legs have a lot of leverage working for them.
Waldo radiated self-confidence.
Nobody was going to take that ball away from him. Except dad.
Not sure what kind of pelican. But I’m pretty sure it’s a pelican.
She (he?) is standing on a submerged log.
More formerly adoptable felinity for you.
Stretchy toes!
I love that expression. It reminds me of Calvin and Hobbes.
Nobody’s quite sure of anything about Pork Chop. He’s ‘around 14-ish’ and ‘maybe a dachshund mix’ or ‘might be part basset hound’. He is, however, a real sweetie.
Despite the sideward glance, he wasn’t particularly shy.
N.B.: that weird-looking thing under him is a leaf, not part of him.
What a gorgeous gal! Gaia was about eleven months old when these pictures were taken (early August), so we missed her birthday. Darn it! Sorry, Gaia.
Such pretty eyes… and such a winning smile.
She also has remarkable ear-hair. Am I allowed to compliment her on that?
Gaia is quite food-motivated. She spent around 1/3 of her time looking at various food that people left on the ground.
…and another third of her time successfully slurping up some whenever mom took an eye off of her.
A new breed for us: Coco is a Sapsali, or a Sapsari, or a Sapsaree, or something along those lines. It is a Korean dog, declared a national treasure by South Korea, and was traditionally believed to chase away or dispel evil spirits. Coco was 7 months old in these pictures, and can chase away my evil spirits any time she likes.
A lot of the jindos I’ve met have been standoffish. Coco was decidedly not.
I think she was recently shorn.
These three were murder to get pictures of, since either I was moving or the dogs were. But I had to post something, because they were just such a gorgeous trio.
Their nicknames are ‘Crazy Ellie’, ‘Perfect Pica’, and Winter is a recent convert and hasn’t got a nickname yet. She’s blind, but hasn’t let that stop her, and Pica acts as her seeing eye dog. Which is awesome.
This is as close as I have to a picture of all three of them. Winter is in the front, Pica is next to her, and that’s Ellie being crazy in the back.
Both of these two (Pica and Winter) are rescues. Winter is a full German shepherd, and Pica is supposedly half-wolf, half-husky/German shepherd mix.
And Ellie, left, is a family dog, and is apparently 3/4 husky, 1/4 wolf. I dunno, they all look like big awesome white cuddly puppies to me.
Misaa awesome! (No, no, stop, no more channeling Jar Jar.)
I was out walking with a friend from work when I ran across Misaa, so I didn’t get much info.
I don’t remember why she wasn’t on her own feet, but I feel like it wasn’t a sad reason.
Maybe he just had too much ground to cover. Whatever the reason, she sure looks happy about it, doesn’t she?
She tried really hard to give me a nose shot, or at least a smooch, but she couldn’t reach.
Ungh. This head cold is giving me the works. I need a cat to curl up with.
Pretty kitty! And sitting, I think, on a fleece I donated to the SPCA. Go me!
Berkeley is 10 weeks old in this picture. What more need I say? (How about ‘AWWWWW!’)
I think Berkeley is going to be quite a large dog when he finishes growing.
The eyebrows.
Look at that happy face.