Ran into this rather patient pup hanging out on Polk Street. Quite a getup!

I can totally see this pup on a snowboard, can’t you?
Ran into this rather patient pup hanging out on Polk Street. Quite a getup!

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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.)
I ran into Maya (4 months) on the way home last week. Oh. My. God. This one has mastered the art of advanced wiggling like no dog I have ever met before.