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.
Pancakes! When last we saw him, he was just barely a year old. Now he’s two! And would you look at that… he has pretty much the same interests he did last year. In fact, the same pose.
The Chihuahua was tearing around, running circles around three other dogs, and just generally having a grand old time.
Fwip! The ears are convertible!
Not sure I’ve ever seen a Chihuahua in a jumper before.
I said I’d post an update, and here one is. She is almost all grown up now, and still totally adorable.
…and, as the sun shines through her ear… (Not something you get to hear every day.)
No comment on the name, but I love the ears. Kinsey (a girl) is 4 months old, and let me tell you what, when it starts getting warm in the city (hey, it gets above 80 sometimes!) I would love to have ears like that. They act like giant radiators.
I bet she’s a handful in more ways than one.
Wow, a new breed! Haven’t had one of those for a while. Apparently the ‘pudelpointer’ was bred in the late 1800s from poodles and pointers (mostly English pointers) by Baron von Zedlitz, which sounds like an evil mad genius name so I’m glad he contented himself with breeding awesome dogs.
Also, if there’s anyone out there poking around my blog whose dog I’ve taken a picture of but not posted, leave your dog’s name in the comments and I’ll post him or her soon. I don’t keep people waiting when I know they’re actually coming by.
Autumn and I were shopping for shoes at REI when I was distracted by Lulu.
I am so predictable.
So Autumn and I have some new friends/clients who live just down the street, and I got to dogsit for them a couple of weeks ago. They have a pair of little bitty dogs, both of whom are friendly, at least to everyone who isn’t a large dog. (Bit of a Napoleon complex there, I think!) I got a bunch of pictures but I thought none had turned out, and then I found a few on my phone that were amusing enough to post.
I got ready for bed, and when I went into the bedroom, this is what I saw.
I stirred them up a bit, and then stepped out of the room again. When I came back, Henry was here…
…but where was Baby?
That’s pretty cute right there.
Ranger’s first birthday wasn’t too long ago, but he’s doomed to eternal ridiculous cuteness on account of his being a miniature Aussie.
Every picture I got of him was in a shadow. Ah well, he’s still adorable even in a shadow.
The ridiculous EARS.
The expression, too.
I don’t know what’s more ridiculous, the two up ears or the one flopped ear.
My god, those eyes are really something. Border collies ain’t got nothing on him.
That’s a hopeful look. I think mom had some treats.
Last week we had ‘Poof the Pomeranian’, and this week we have ‘Fuzz the Pomeranian’. Fuzz is 5, and mellow and happy. And FUZZY.
The guy behind Fuzz is the dad of Walker and Munsen, I believe. Being goofy.
Patented Pom smile.