My notes on Patches say ’11 years old, super-soft fur’.

This is one of those mixes that I like to think I would have been able to guess myself, even though I see very few English springer spaniels.
My notes on Patches say ’11 years old, super-soft fur’.
This is one of those mixes that I like to think I would have been able to guess myself, even though I see very few English springer spaniels.
I believe this to be Mini Cooper Bocephus Conrad Lincecum Pell, Mini Cooper (or ‘Coop?’) for short, who is a ten-year-old chihuahua/Boston terrier mix. That’s a lot of names for a dog who fits in a bag!
Three months old, and just a giant ball of fluff, love, and curiosity.
Autumn occasionally dogsits for someone with a pair of Bernese mountain dogs, Dasja and Jemma. They are both lovely cuddly dogs, although Dasja’s getting old so Jemmy is definitely the goofier of the two.
I got to visit these kitties in their PRISON in the back room of Macy’s. Won’t someone free them from this terrible, terrible bondage?
Incidentally, I just did a little research trying to figure out why the black kitty with the half-tortoiseshell face looks so striking, and it appears that it is due to a phenomenon called ‘X-inactivation‘, where the chromosomes they receive from one parent are deactivated, but which parent’s is deactivated is more or less random… and, on cats like this, it’s random depending on where on the body it is! So she looks like her dad some places and her mom some places. Neat! (WARNING: Huge oversimplification.)
Here’s Jinxster! I thought I was posting pictures of him once before, but that turns out to have been bad note-taking on my part. This is him, in all his six-month-old adorable cuddly glory.
I’m trying out something new: apparently my version of wordpress now supports ‘galleries’. I have no idea what they look like, so you get to find out at the same time as I do. Voila!
Edit: Well, I’m going to call that experiment a failure. Probably would be fine if I didn’t like long captions though.
Don’t have any notes for this guy. He could also be a labradoodle but there’s just something about him that makes me think ‘golden retriever’.
Ran into this gal back in April, on the exact same day that I ran into ‘Ella the Teacup Great Pyrenees‘. It was a poofly white dog day!
We have more than our fair share of arctic dogs in San Francisco, since it rarely gets hot here. I gotta say, I LOVE that.