First, some site news: don’t be surprised if posting is spotty over the weekend, I am taking a short trip to New Jersey.
Second, have a gorgeous English cream golden retriever. He was standing guard outside of a club when I caught a picture of him.
Don’t see enough dogs with bandanas around San Francisco. Bandanas are the perfect dog accessory.
I just ran into Dunbar for the second time last week, and realized that I was horribly remiss in my duties, since I’d had his picture for a couple months now and hadn’t posted it yet. Dunbar is 3, and despite the fact that he looks like a hound, he’s actually a Lab/doberman mix.
Look, lens flare! J J Abrams, eat your heart out!
I must have been in a hurry. I don’t normally make the ‘taking pictures directly into the sun’ mistake.
Hovertext is with apologies to Dunbar, since I have no idea what his favorite kind of music is. 🙂
Autumn saw Murphy and said, ‘ooh, that’s one of those red Labs!’ Well, pretty much. Isn’t he pretty? He’s from Minnesota, and he’s 1.5 years old.
So are Labs generally less hyper than goldens? I guess so, since most goldens that age would have been either trying to leap on me or (if they were well-trained) WISHING they could try and leap on me.
I wonder if I can edit mom out? I really love that pose and expression, but having a quarter of a human in there is a bit distracting.
Lab eyebrows are subtle, but adorable.
Oliver lives right near me! And he is awesome and adorable and three and fluffy, and I hope I run into him again. And the more I look at him, the more I think he might be half keeshond. The cutest half of the keeshond.
Mom got his attention. He looks so serious!
This is a more typical expression for Oliver.
His mom said she thought there was spitz in him, and I totally agree. (Keeshonds are a spitz breed.)
I was supposed to go to the Internet Cat Video Festival in Oakland today, and bring you guys some pictures, but it didn’t end up working out that way. So instead, I bring you an adorable kitty prisoner from a couple months ago, since adopted.
Okay, a little derpy, but still adorable.
Sheba is 11. Help me out here: does anyone else think smooth fox terriers look… I don’t know… weird? I mean, they’re cute, and all the ones I’ve run into have been sweethearts, but for some reason their proportions seem unusual to me.
Ran into this pup at one of Autumn’s band’s gigs, right around St. Patrick’s Day.
I think I was imposing on him a bit, until I asked about his dog. And then his pride took over and he was happy to introduce us.
She has a very intelligent expression, doesn’t she?
Someone was keeping an eye on mom’s stuff while she stepped into a store.
In other news: yup. Lots of medical stuff today. Just got home around 8:30 PM. Oh well, at least I don’t have anything else like that planned anytime soon.
It’s quite a piece of luggage, don’t you think?
I feel like this dog right about now. It’s been a LONG day.
Tired and perhaps slightly confused. Yup, that’s me.
I got the name of this pup, and then accidentally deleted it. And I can’t remember if she was a goldendoodle or a labradoodle. But isn’t she gorgeous?
Got some medical tests tomorrow afternoon. Nothing too serious, but it does mean, hah, that I have to fast until 2 PM. No breakfast, no lunch. That’s going to be fun.
Took this one up in Novato. Didn’t realize that was a hotbed of awesome dogitude.
Darwin! He’s six months old. He looks a little bit intimidating, but don’t let the scary eye makeup bias you: he’s a sweetheart.
He’s not a goth, I promise. The black eye shadow is natural!
Puppy tongue.
That’s one photogenic dog right there.
♫ Ruuuuuuupert! He’s king of the loooooong dogs! ♩
I don’t know what’s goofier: the blanket-sized ears or the ridiculous paws.
There’s a smile. And of course a blurry tail.
That’s Autumn, of course. Petting both the anonymous puppy and Rupert. It’s a tough life.