Don’t know if this pup was named after the character in the movie or the rapper, but he’s a small dog with big fur, so it works pretty well for him.
Biggie is around five months old. Think he’s pretty much all fluffed out already.
I had to lean forward when he did this. And then I got my nose licked.
Happy face! (The little bit of white on his lips makes him look like he has a milk mustache.)
Autumn and I caught a glimpse of Gaudi from afar as we were wandering Polk Street last Sunday, and made a beeline for her. Sure enough, she was cuteness personified. (Dog-sonified?)
Super-light coat. Must be an English golden.
Gaudi has super-scruffy back-fur, but her sides and the rest of her is relatively smooth. Never seen anything like it.
Obligatory nose shot.
Someone had a sudden attack of ‘ear itch’.
My favorite dog owners are the ones who are completely unfazed by some random person asking to take their dog’s picture. They know their dog is the most awesome dog in the world, so why wouldn’t everyone want to take her picture?
Look at that ‘dignified’ face.
I wander by the little park near Market and Embarcadero fairly often, to listen to the parrots. They often fly over my apartment, too, so I occasionally wake to the sound of a flock of parrots. (Which I quite like, actually.) But I don’t often see them close up. A couple days ago, there were a couple down on one of the low trees in that park, checking out all the tourists. (And no, nobody was feeding them. I guess they were just curious.)
Remarkable birds, eh major? Beautiful plumage!
Is it just me, or is he grinning?
I don’t often get to see these guys close up. It’s a real treat when I do.
One of the more improbable mixes it has ever been my distinct pleasure to meet. Ran into Louie (9) when I was out and about just after New Year’s, but because of poor photo management skills (i.e. I stuck him in the wrong folder by accident… sorry Louie!) I didn’t even see him when I went looking for dogs. And then his mom contacted Autumn about possibly walking him, and I had to go back and hunt him down. I think you’ll agree he’s worth the effort.
Louie has a very serious demeanor, but in reality is a complete sweetheart.
So, which one do you think the German shepherd mated with, the dachshund or the lhasa apso? And in either case… how?
Who’s happy? Jake is happy! And I’m happy to have met Jake.
I love Rottweilers, but why have every Rottweiler mix I’ve ever met been ten times as awesome as either parent breed? There’s just something about them…
The little white marks on his nose are scars from a cat that got a bit overwhelmed with having 50 pounds of furry muscle trying to be friendly.
Another dog of Google: Kuma means bear in Japanese, and Kuma is a total teddy bear.
Kuma was distributing smooches to all and sundry in the Google visitor lobby.
If you look closely you can see the last part of the Google logo in the background.
I first ran into Ani on a lovely day in June, 2012, down in the South Beach area. And then I didn’t see her again after that, and honestly I was a little worried… she was 16, after all… And then I ran into her at the end of March, right near my apartment. It seems she moved away from Mission Bay, and up near me! And now I’ve run into her three times in the last two months.
She’s a real grand dame, and still getting around okay, despite being 119 in dog years.
That face. She always looks a little sad. I hope she’s not.
The dark patch near her eye is, I think, just tear stains.
Ozzy the Aussie is 4 months old, and he has already mastered several tricks. Some of them were taught to Ozzy by his dad, and some, such as ‘scamper’ and ‘be utterly charming’, he has picked up on his own.
(It helps if you don’t think of it as ‘tax day’, but rather as ‘ridiculously adorable puppy day. See? Isn’t that better?)
As I recall, Ozzy saw something small and fuzzy (squirrel? cat?) on the other side of the fence, and was utterly psyched to go chasing after it, until dad distracted him. Mean ol’ dad!
That stare. It would be intimidating if he weighed more than, what, 15 pounds?
The very slight head-tilt and the one ear up. And the one paw forward. Could this pose be any cuter?
Jazzy is 8, and the name ‘King of Terriers‘ fits him like a glove.
I have a couple dozen pictures of Jazzy. Some of them are blurry, some of them are crooked, some of them are pretty good. But they all have one thing in common.
Every single one of them was ten out of ten on the happy scale.
I don’t know, maybe he was just especially psyched that day, but I like to imagine that he’s just always like that.
No, no, not the dog kind of ‘bunny butt‘. These are real bunny butts! And today is Bunday-on-Caturday.
Incidentally, sorry things have been a bit lazy the past week… I’ve been sick. Feeling a lot better now though.
These guys were in a little hutch on Valencia Street, for adoptive purposes. Methinks they’d already been handled enough for one day.