Just spent all day and well into the night trying to get my computing life back in order. Tomorrow I find out how effective the effort was. Wish me luck.
In the mean time, here are two vicious mean nasty adorable cuddly drooly friendly pups for you.
Quite a pair. Sissy-Pants is a sweet 8-year-old goofball, and Sandy is a super-friendly 4-year-old Eskie with only three legs. (She gets around just fine though: she can outrun Sissy-Pants!)
If you know anyone who might be interested in adopting an awesome little pup, post a comment and I’ll try to get you in touch with the right people.
(And yes, computer still dead despite a great deal of effort and blah blah. Someday soon I’ll get it fixed. I hope.)
She was so cute I forgot to get her name! (Yes, computer is still borked.)
Edit: Ran into mom again. Her name is Ginger!
Computer still dead. Fortunately there are plenty of awesome dogs I can grab shots of on my phone. Ajax being a case in point.
Well, the computer is still on vacation but the show must go on. So today I grabbed a few pictures of this little guy on my camera. No caption or hover-text support, though, so I’ll just give you a quick thumbnail.
Chamaco (forgot to ask the origin of the name) is a 2-year-old Italian greyhound. And he is one of the cuddliest small dogs I’ve ever met. If you give him half a chance he will lean on you, tilt his head way back for chin-scratching, and give you smooches for as long as you’re willing to hold still.
Computer is now in about 125 pieces. Should be in 125 pieces, but this is less reassuring than it sounds because one piece is broken in two and another is missing.
In the mean time, have a wee bit more mastiff. His name is Doug.
Yes, Doug the dog.
Posting will be delayed, possibly for a day or two. My laptop has elected to go on a work stoppage.
In the mean time, have a picture of an Italian mastiff. Consider this a teaser.
This dog’s got a lot of character.
That's Autumn petting him. He was quite pleased to meet her, as most dogs are.
This is pretty much how things went, until I asked Autumn if I could get a couple shots of just the dog.
I think someone figured out exactly why she stopped petting him.
Aww, c’mon… time off for good behavior? Or at least for cat behavior?
Skritches only every half hour or so! Durance vile indeed.
How can people resist a face like that? I mostly don't go to the SPCA, since I know I'd come back with a half dozen pets and be kicked out of my apartment.
I’ve been a bad boy… didn’t post at all yesterday, and I’m late today. Bad me! In reparation, here are two awfully good dogs. (Jemma is the one with the shorter fur.)
I don’t know if the kids were complete strangers to the dogs’ owner. I suspect so, and that everyone just flumped down in the sidewalk and greeted. Awesome.
As far as I know, Berners have exactly two expressions: soulful and goof-a-riffic. Hint: this one’s ‘soulful’.
Okay, now we’re heading in the ‘goofy’ direction.
After a great deal of petting, the two pups got treats and I headed off to the store. The end?
…and then fifteen minutes later, on my way back from the store, who should I run into… (Looks like there may be some disagreement on where they’re going, and on who is walking whom!)
Goofy again! Yay.
I think we might be mid-bark here.