Lana is three, and very, very shy, poor thing.

I’m still not dead! Though unpacking my apartment is going veeeeerrrryyy slooooooowly. Still, that’s no excuse for depriving you folks of cute pups, and I ran across a new breed just yesterday: the Phu Quoc, or Vietnamese Ridgeback. I didn’t even know there were other kinds of ridgebacks besides the Rhodesian, but apparently there is one more (Korean) that I have yet to meet. Neat!
By the way, I highly recommend reading the Wikipedia entry on the Phu Quoc ridgeback because it has a really neat story down near the bottom.
I even sort of have a place to live. But I’m sleeping on a mattress on the floor and the entire place is covered in a quarter inch of dust and the contractors have screwed up the wall paint so badly that it would actually be hilarious if I didn’t have to live here.
I’ll have more dogs for you soon, I promise. I may even see if I can post a cat or two tomorrow, just to keep my hand in.
Had to pick a dog I ran into today to be my New Year’s Dog, so here’s Apollo, one of the first SF pups I found since I got back from Indiana. He’s four, and quite large for an Aussie, and so damn gorgeous!
I just had to post another picture of Molly. This one was taken by Autumn. Molly was being a goof in front of me and demanding attention, so I scooped her up and rubbed her belly. She seemed confused, but not enough that she wanted down.
Molly has very very short legs (probably due to the same genetic variant that makes corgies so stubby) but is… rather chunky. She does not fit in laps even as well as an average golden retriever. Not that any golden retriever is average, of course.
I thought they were saying ‘Sirius’ (like ‘the dog star’) but they were actually saying Cyrus. Either way, he’s an adorable 15-week-old Samoyed with a great attitude.
Jojo is a little pupper but I think he’s all grown up. Not sure though, since I was a bad journalist and was too busy petting Jojo to get his age.
It’s a three dog night here in Indiana. No, not cold: it was ten degrees warmer in Northern Indiana today than it was in San Francisco. Go figure. I just got to spend Christmas Day with three awesome dogs (and some pretty neat people too.)
Don’t see a lot of standard dachshunds around these days, and wire-haired is rarer than either short- or long-haired, too. Plus Hugo is a puppy, just eight months old. He’s a rare breed, and looking sharp.