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.
Spotty puppy belly!
Ran into this somewhat derpy specimen in a shop window last night, in Berkeley.
That looks like a pretty expensive book…
Okay, okay, they’re not in a bar, they’re just outside one. They all three met there, and proceeded to sniff butts in high style. I did get the akita’s name (Juneau, age three and a half, a boy) because I had to ask about the breed. I had never seen an akita with husky/malamute coloration before. Neat!
Also, I think the briard might well be Shamus, who was first posted here three years and one day ago!
It was a pretty amazing three-way meeting… almost three hundred pounds of calm, well-mannered dog.
The briard had been drinking water in front of a pet store just down the block, and left a nice wet blotch on my jeans. The hazards of dog duty.
Does anyone know what this coloration is called on an akita? It’s gorgeous.
When I saw Binky, I just had to get some pictures. His mom picked him up instantly, because she knew that I didn’t have a prayer of getting anything but a little blur unless she held him still. Well, after all, he’s only 4 months old, so he has a lot of exploring to do.
This is a classic ‘salt and pepper’ coloration in the schnauzer, but since there’s no schnauzer here, I guess it must be a merle pattern from the Pomeranian.
A little blurry, but I couldn’t resist posting the nose shot. Almost looks like a raccoon!
Bella (8) is a lady, dainty and delicate of mannerism, and of course always fashionably dressed!
You can see why they’re so fast… their ears fold back to minimize air resistance.
That little tiny ‘plfft!’ of white at the tip of the tail. So cute!
My notes say that Bob is ‘probably a malamute/chow/German shepherd/etc mix’. Well, I’m not sure about that, although I can definitely see some parts of those breeds. It also says that he has his own facebook page, ‘bobthedog’. Well, I couldn’t find him, but maybe someone else can. (Edit: one of my awesome commenters found him right here!)
He’s a little shy and nervous around other dogs, but boy does he loooove people!
I’m not sure what kind of vehicle that is behind him, but yes, that’s a really huge tire.
Bob was an older dog (11-ish). In very good health, and quite fit, but nice and calm too.
Instead of enthusiastically leaping on you and licking you, Bob carefully steps forward and pokes his nose against you, and then gives you a nice smooch.
Bulldog kisses are extra-slimy!
That expression.
I ended up lying on my back with this pup on my chest. Not that I minded in the least.
Saw (and heard) this hummingbird in the back yard of Tommaso & Lisa & Watson‘s house. I think it was an Anna’s (probably a female… edit: Tommaso says male, and that they’ve named him Allen), but I’m not 100% sure.
It was evening, so the action shots came out a leeeettle bit blurry.
I run into Luca (may actually be ‘Lucca’, not sure) at Huntingdon Park quite frequently in the mornings. He is a happy golden, except when someone else has a tennis ball. (Although it’s okay if someone else has a tennis ball if he has two tennis balls. In his mouth. At the same time.)
Aside from ‘all the tennis balls’, Luca also owns the Huntingdon Park fountain, especially on hot days.
The patented ‘sad golden’ expression. Designed to get the golden in question EXACTLY what he wants in life.
A lovely fountain is only improved by the presence of a lovely dog.
I only ran into Winnie (5 months old) this morning, but I just had to rush her onto the site, because she really is something special. Not only is she one of the cutest puppies I’ve seen in a very long time, but she is one of the most affectionate shibas I’ve ever met: she loves everybody and every-dog. And she is surprisingly strong for her size and is always pulling mom towards anyone whose ankles look the least bit lickable.
Apparently Winnie had parvo when she was little, and she nearly didn’t make it. But now she’s happy and healthy, thank goodness.
Waaaait a minute… look at that shadow. Is it possible that Winnie is BATDOG??
The best natural antidepressant in the world.
That spitz-breed expression again.
Look at that tail. I uncurled it twice, I couldn’t help myself.