These two look like polar opposites, but they were having a grand old time together. Largely because the corgi had the ball, and the ridgeback didn’t care about it.
Also, extra special bonus chocolate goldendoodle!
These two look like polar opposites, but they were having a grand old time together. Largely because the corgi had the ball, and the ridgeback didn’t care about it.
Also, extra special bonus chocolate goldendoodle!
I said we’d be seeing a little more of this guy, and here he is. I think the salt-and-pepper coloration on the schnauzer is one of the prettiest dog coats I’ve ever seen. But then, I have a weakness for eyebrows.
Pretty good assortment in the background: husky, ridgeback, English cocker spaniel (I think?), and a Chihuahua.
I’ve just ordered a passel of Dogs of San Francisco 2014 calendars! They’ll be going on sale when they come in, which should be in a week or so. They are maximally adorable and minimally expensive. And they have this gorgeous fellow on the front. Who could possibly resist?
Another kitty from my rambles in Oakland.
One day, a really nice vet came along and fastened a magic cone of happy to this dog’s neck, and said, “You will magically get treats and everyone will be your friend while you have this cone on.” And the dog said “Yaaaay!”
(And yes, he knew that he magically got treats already, and everyone was his friend already. But he didn’t care. Because why would he?)
Porter is awesome! I was like, “Oh wow, he’s so cute,” and he was like “I’m going to give you all the smooches and rest my head on your knee while you scratch my ears!” And I asked what breed mix he was, and it turns out nobody knows because he’s an 8-month-old Taiwanese street dog rescue who just absolutely adores everyone. Dad sure lucked out with this one.
Who could possibly resist those eyes? And of course the bandana, which automatically makes a dog 15% more awesome.
A little blurry, but this pretty much tells you all you need to know about Porter’s attitude towards people.
Rosie is a mellow old gal, age 14 years. But she still has some surprises left in her!
This is (probably) only our second Glen of Imaal terrier ever! Stanley is a recent arrival (along with his dad) from the East Coast. He’s definitely a Glen of Imaal — pedigree and everything. I told his dad he should totally line up a blind date with Whiskey. They could splash in mud puddles and violently attack streams of water together. It would be awesome!
His dad said he was a real challenge to take pictures of. And indeed he was. (Yes, sharply slanted street.)
Ran into this fine demoiselle outside of the famous Crossroads Cafe, being quite patient.
Please excuse the somewhat inconsistent posting schedule and short-ish posts… I’ve been trying to fight off a cold, and things have been a little busy.
One of the dog breeds that almost always looks happy, and in this case probably because they almost always ARE.
Ran into this somewhat derpy specimen in a shop window last night, in Berkeley.