First a meta-Pomeranian and now a MUNI-Pomeranian! When will the streak end?
I found this pup, whose name I forgot to get, on a MUNI train during my commute. He had a small circle of admirers around him, too.
Easy to see why, that’s a dangerous dose of cute.
If you remember anything about ‘To Kill A Mockingbird’, you can probably guess why Boo was named the way he was. (I couldn’t, I read it when I was twelve.) He may well be the second dog I’ve posted who was named after a character from the book, with Atticus as the first. (Or possibly he was named after the Greek philosopher? Who knows.)
Bet he gets awfully cold in San Francisco, if he goes out without the sweater.
He’s definitely pretty shy… every time I moved into shooting position he went and hid behind mom.
I figured out the Chinese crested part right away. Boo’s mom said that other people usually get the Australian Cattle Dog part, but I would never have figured that out on my own.
I have a little announcement: over the next few days I’m going to be adding more designs to the Dogs of SF store! In fact, I’ve already started, although there’s more (and better) in store. Thus far, I’ve added an iPoodle tote bag, and an entirely new shirt design:
If you have a schnauzer, you know exactly what this means.
Please note that the color is just a display color: you can change the color of the tee shirt when yo go to order one… although some combinations probably won’t work out terribly well. Also, please stay tuned, as I expect to have another two or three designs, including one from notorious local artist Lisa Sindorf, in the next few days.
And, for today’s post: I met Herbie down in the touristy area near the Hyde Street Pier last weekend. (For those of you not in the know, that’s between Ghirardelli Square and Fisherman’s Wharf.) It seems that mom made a rather unusual request of one of the local portrait artists. What do you think? Did he capture the spirit of Herbie?
Herbie is a little bitty ball of fluff and prance.
Okay, that’s pretty cute. Kudos to a versatile portrait artist.
I was at the sea music festival at the Hyde Street Pier last Saturday, since Autumn was playing there. (For those of you who don’t know, the Hyde Street Pier is also known as the San Francisco National Maritime Historical Park, and has the distinction of being the smallest National Park in the United States.) And I ran across a kitty, rampaging through the park! Oh the felinity!
And, unlike the majority of wild cats I’ve run into in San Francisco, this one immediately came over and demanded attention.
I have never seen a cat with coloration like that before. It’s super-pretty, although it does remind me of my grandparents’ coffee table from when I was a kid.
He had some notches on his ears, but seemed pretty healthy over all.
Max gets my vote as ‘most handsome dog of the week’. In fact, one of the pictures here (I suspect you can guess which one) is in the running for the DoSF calendar, which I am back to actively working on. (Man, cleaning up pictures for printing is a giant pain in the butt, especially when you have inconvenient things like arms, leashes, and, ah, other stuff to try and edit out.)
A 7-month-old husky is apparently a giant bundle of mischief.
He certainly looks the part.
I’m not entirely enamored of the cropping (wish i had more above and below him) but I like everything else about it. August, maybe.
‘Doki’ is apparently the sound the heart makes in Japanese. So Doki Doki is pretty much named ‘thumpthump’. Which seems quite appropriate for a beagle with a very active tail.
Someone is an awesome dancer!
Look at those moves! I would give my left forepaw to be able to dance like that.
Oop, someone noticed me.
He looks absolutely unimpressed, doesn’t he?
Grayson sure looks full-grown to me.
Pup’s a little browner than most Weimaraners that I’ve seen. Also: check out the goofy eye-roll.
Aww. Puppydog eyes.
This is a dog who knows where it itches, and isn’t afraid to let you know too.
The dog of a thousand faces…
…few of them as goofy as this one. (Also: ack! I just noticed that there’s a pole sprouting from Grayson and now I can’t un-see it!)
Perspective is a silly thing.
Help me out here: for reasons I do not fully understand, I feel like Verne is wearing footie pajamas. Can anyone figure out why?
I believe that this dog is goofy enough to hold his head up in the company of corgi-mixes in the ‘all-time world’s most goofy dog’ competition.
Look at the legs. They almost look like they have extra joints.
I hope he didn’t mind my giggling at him. He looks kind of hurt in this picture.
Perfect boopable nose. Boop!
A little dose of puppydog eyes, too.
She doesn’t look terribly fortunate, does she? Well, she is. ’cause she had a mom who noticed that her eyelids were inverting, which often causes blindness in wrinkly dogs like shar peis. So she got a little bit of plastic surgery, and a week or so with the cone of shame. And I’ve seen her a half dozen times since then, at least, and she’s got the cone off and is happy again.
Lulu is about a year old in these pictures.
Mom giving her a rawhide chew. She took it quite daintily…
Yes, she managed to drop the chew onto the inside of her cone. Oops.
And, just in time to prove that even after a thousand posts there are still plenty of breeds I haven’t seen yet, there’s this guy. According to Wikipeida, Podengos are Portuguese dogs that come in three distinct sizes. The large ones were bred for hunting boar and deer, and the medium and small ones for rabbit hunting.
(Sorry if the pictures aren’t quite up to my usual admittedly flexible standards: I ran into this guy in a store, but I can’t resist putting him up just to increase my rare breed tally!)
The breed standard is apparently 8-13 pounds for the pequeno. He looks a bit bigger than that, but not even close to the 30+ pounds of the medium-sized version.
Seems like a very alert breed.
The second and third pictures were taken with a high enough shutter speed that I had to lighten the heck out of them. More or less the only way to get non-blurry pictures of him… he moved around a lot.
Seems like he only slowed down to sniff, to scratch, or to sleep. And I didn’t get any sleeping pics.