Autumn and I took a trip a couple of weekends ago up to the Marine Mammal Center, and saw all the baby elephant seals. They were amazingly cute, especially for something that grows up to look like this.
Autumn and I both thought this (seal) pup looked like it was wearing shiny silk pajamas.
Seal harmony. They make LOTS of funny noises. Also, the one in the lower right… that looks an awful lot like a smile, doesn’t it?
Baby elephant seal kisses.
The research team where I work published something pretty neat on our blog today: an illustrated-and-infographic-laden history of spam! Check it out.
I work at Cloudmark, an antispam company that works with everyone from ISPs (Comcast, AT&T, Earthlink, Cox Cablevision, etc) all the way down to individual users. It’s not every job where you can come home and say ‘I spent the day fighting the Russian Mafia’ (a prolific source of spam). And even fewer where you can say that repeatedly and still have a pretty good chance of being alive.
Ran into this rather patient pup hanging out on Polk Street. Quite a getup!
One flopped ear.
I can totally see this pup on a snowboard, can’t you?
Just a quickie tonight, I need some extra sleep. This is Eve, who I mistook for a Gordon setter mix. She’s 8 years old.
The floofy white thing in the lower right hand corner is someone else’s tail.
Pictures taken in the park on Bernal Heights, which is a GREAT place to go for dog-watching.
We interrupt this blog to bring you the following important news bulletin: Tidus (whom we have featured here, here, here, and here) is currently recovering from surgery following a ruptured disc. From what I understand, the prognosis is cautiously positive, but it couldn’t hurt to send good wishes his way.
Get well soon, Tidus!
I ran into Dixie in a pet store, and oh boy, was she happy to be there.
Look at that happy face. She looks an awful lot like the logo on my iPoodle Tee Shirt.
I’m too tired to think of a caption, so I’ll just let Dixie speak for herself.
Over three years ago, I ran into Chase about two blocks from my home. Last month, I ran into Chase about as far from my home as you can get and still be in San Francisco. I am glad to report that he is doing just fine. And is just as gorgeous as he was then.
Not a lot of breeds that have a coat like that. Almost looks like the background of ‘Starry Night’.
Ooh, I quite like this one.
Keeping a careful eye on me.
Of course, he took his eyes off me the second dad walked over.
Chase is a very photogenic dog. I could take pictures of him for hours.
It’s a rough life.
GSPs have eminently pettable ears.
Finally, an extremely long but extremely short bundle of six-month-old cuteness for you. I did not, despite temptation, actually run across the street against the light to catch up with Molly. I waited for the light to change, and then had to jog more than a block in my work clothes instead. But it was worth it, even if dad didn’t have much time and so I only got a few pictures.
A perfectly proportioned corgi. What you can’t tell is that she’s about 60% of full size. So. Cute.
And ‘fwip!’ go the fully-convertable ears.
OMG the fuzzy pantaloons are growing faster than the rest of her!
Oso is 7 months old, and a giant bundle of energy. He seemed very mischievous, perhaps even more so than your average German shepherd. Not that there is such a thing as an average German shepherd.
Obviously, I ran into Oso at the beach. Ocean Beach, in point of fact.
I have no idea what he was really looking at, but i love the expression.
Oso tried to make a break out into the water. That did not go over well with mom.
These two are going to have a long and happy time together, I could tell.
There’s the trademark GSD grin.
A picture to add to my pile of ‘favorites’. Oso is adorable.
I am really glad Louie’s dad was extra proud of him, because I took up way more of his time than I normally allow myself. (I’m pretty strict about how much time I let myself steal from people, because otherwise I’d be making them late to appointments left and right.)
Pink puppy lips.
Louie didn’t want to be photographed. He wanted to lick me.
Tilt your head a little to the right. Sure, the rest of the world is askew, but on this blog, it’s the dog that counts.
The bully breeds have such broad grins.
This is actually the second puppy I’ve caught swimming through the ivy here, but I can’t find the post of the first one to save my life.
