Nino! I would not have guessed Ibizan hound, but once they told me it was obvious. Apparently he’s a rescued Taiwanese street dog, rescued when he was a puppy. He’s 1 year old now, and settling into his new life quite well, although he is still a wee bit skittish.
He's got the 'canine sprawl' down pat.
Gotta love that expression.
Hooray for spotty puppy belly.
Found another cache of Macy’s kitties, so I have enough for a few more caturdays yet.
Someone lost half a tail.
Yellow eyes plus black facial markings makes for a rather grumpy-looking cat.
I like the little down-arrow nose.
Lennox was a bad dog. You can tell, can’t you? (I have no idea what the little guy is.)
I can't remember what he did, but I'm sure it was just *terrible*.
Boxers are well-equipped for the 'puppydog eyes' routine.
Eventually his parents decided he'd learned his lesson (or forgotten what he did, either way) and let him come play with me.
Olive is in her terrible twos. Which in her case means that she always wants to sit at the big people table and participate in the conversation.
She was quite an obedient dog, actually. Stuck to the chair pretty reliably, despite temptation.
She also, astonishingly enough, was more interested in me than she was in the food on mom's table.
Olive is a kisser. It's amazing her tongue isn't worn down to a nub.
Not even sure what that expression is.
Her biggest failing seems to be a bit of difficulty with spacial relations.
She just didn't seem to be able to figure out that her tongue wasn't long enough to lick me from there.
Two tailless wonders in a row. Dezi is 12 weeks old, and his cuteness is overwhelming.
Yes, that fur is every bit as soft as you think it is.
If you don't see the lack of a tail, they kind of look like little baby Berners.
Puppies are so distractible.
Well, what have we here? Another corgi that Autumn and I haven’t run into yet. How could that have happened?
Walter is 1.5 years old, and still a puppy. Well, of course he is… he’s a corgi!
Walter is — hmm, how shall I put this? — not 100% down with the whole 'leash etiquette' thing.
Vicious corgi assault! I noticed his dad wears sandals. I wonder how often he gets his toes licked?
This instantly goes into my folder of 'favorite pictures.' Walter is an adorable goof.
Someday I will meet a standoffish corgi. Someday. But definitely not today.
The patented corgi grin finally shows itself.
It's a magic trick: corgis can make their ears disappear.
Okay, okay, you can come to work with me. Heck, you can bring your dad along if you have to.
Our second-ever Norwegian Elkhound! He’s a visitor to our fair city, although not from Norway. (Or Kenya, for that matter.) They sure are beautiful dogs.
They look a lot like huskies, but I am assured that they aren't as difficult to handle.
This one sure was friendly. And photogenic, too.
Autumn and I were wandering down to visit our friendly neighborhood credit union this morning, and this fine lass came out of a store to visit us. She is adorable and super-friendly and has polydactyly on her right front paw.
Very distinctive markings on the forehead.
The ones with little pink noses always make me smile. Gorgeous eyes, too.
I just posted Moe in January, despite having run into him last July at Bay to Barkers, where he was wandering the Canine Good Citizen course. And then who should I run into at the DogFest a few weeks ago but Moe! Only this time he was competing in a competition to see who had the best ‘strut’.
The competition was fierce, and Moe sadly did not get the trophy, although he clearly had a blast so that was all right.
Incidentally, Bay to Barkers 2012 is on July 29th. More information available here. See you there, I hope!
A classy and calm way of attracting mom's attention: instead of jumping up on her, just reach out and tap her with your paw.
Surprisingly serious expression for that amount of tongue showing.
Here he is, strutting away! Go, Moe, go!
This is Maya, the Labrador retriever I posted a picture of last week. She’s down at the Boardroom pub in North Beach a fair amount with her dad. (And who could blame her? As the sign out front says, they have bacon-wrapped tater tots.) She mostly stays out in front and watches the people go by, but sometimes she sleeps on a bench in the back (as pictured earlier) or says hello to all the bar-flies.
Her claim to fame, as if being cute and adorable and greeting everyone isn’t enough, is that she is apparently an accomplished pickpocket, who stole someone’s wallet out of their pocket and wandered off with it at one point. Naughty!
This Lab has a bit of the 'border collie stare' in her.
Streeeetch.
We apparently took her usual resting place when we claimed one corner table, but it didn't seem to phase her much. She just found another one and snoozed away.