Edit: Emergency seems to be over. No idea what caused it. DoSF will now return you to your regularly scheduled program.
I was looking at the site the other day, and I noticed that, what with the title and the header and the post title and a little text, the first picture in the dog-of-the-day posts wasn’t even on the first page of the blog. That seems kind of dumb for a photoblog. So I’ve gotten rid of the header. Let me know what you think.
I’m pretty sure Buddy was still a puppy when these pictures were taken. I’m absolutely certain that he was adorable, friendly, and adventurous.
Buddy stopped by Cloudmark (where I work) for a day last July. Needless to say, he was a hit.
I think we wore him out. It only took about 40 of us.
Coworker, who was taking care of Buddy for the day. Lucky guy!
Going all the way back to Bay to Barkers for this one. Man, I got a lot of pictures there!
Dolce was a gorgeous pup, who was there with San Francisco Samoyed Rescue (though she wasn’t adoptable). She had a bit of an attitude, though: another dog got too close to her ball, and she got very unhappy about that. Which got her ball taken away. I have the feeling that she’ll learn her lesson sooner or later.
Just the right kind of dog to have in the harsh Alaskan winters.
Dolce getting a time-out for her ball aggression.
Dolce getting a lecture from mom.
Dolce was pensive and a little thoughtful after her lecture... for around twelve seconds.
And then WHAM! HAPPY! Hopefully she retained a little bit.
Dolce is aptly named: she's a real sweetie.
Really? American Eskimo dog? If that’s the result of one of those genetic dog scan things, then color me highly skeptical. If it’s knowledge of the dog’s parents, color me surprised. Even without the Eskie, though, kelpie/pharaoh hound is a pretty unusual combination.
I just wish I’d gotten some more (and better!) pictures. Isobel’s really cute, but I don’t think the pics really do her justice. Oh well… they can’t all be winners. (And, in case it isn’t clear, I mean ‘my photographs’, not ‘the dogs’. All Dogs of San Francisco are winners.)
I do make some dogs uncomfortable. Sorry, Isobel!
Caught mid-bark. Also, I like the spotty-cow-belly effect.
Oh my God I’m not sure I can handle this much cute in one place. (And no, I’m not sure whether Tasman is a ‘he’ or a ‘she’. I vaguely sort of recall ‘she’, but I’ll be happy to correct that if someone tells me I’m wrong.)
For a mini-Aussie, Tasman is pretty social. She's a tiny bit shy, but warmed up pretty quick.
Kind of neat spectacle markings around the eyes.
Australian shepherd ears are silly. I always feel like I should tickle them.
Oh man. The start of the ridiculous happy expressions. If that doesn't melt your heart, you don't have one.
Ridiculous.
If you'll excuse me, I'm just going to follow this adorable puppy home...
The Macy’s display this year is quite frustrating for me. I walk past Macy’s in the morning at about 8:45 AM on the way to work, but can hang around until 9. This year the display is starting at 9:30. Until the week before Christmas (when I’ll be gone) when it starts at 7. And by the time I’m done with work, it’s already dark outside and impossible to get good pictures. Bah. Hopefully I can squeeze in some time there on weekends.
Cat tails are awesome. I love the way cats wrap them around themselves.
Just a pretty kitty. Wouldn't play with my finger through the glass, though.
Well, he kind of looks like a basenji to me. Perhaps we can get frequent reader M.C., proud Basenji cuddler and owner of her own dog blog, to confirm or deny.
I've noticed there are two kinds of leashed dogs: the ones that mellow, and the ones that, well, are 'always at the end of their leash'.
The racing stripe is unusually complete. It goes all the way to the back of his head.
So aerodynamic! And with the racing stripe too. This must be one fast dog!
Pug! Or possibly pug mix! Either way, despite his ridiculous underbite, he was neither repugnant nor particularly pugnacious. Pug-a-licious!
Super-curly tail. Was just as much fun to straighten out as you might expect. Yay!
One of those dogs who looks dynamic and active even when he's standing still.
This is his 'hopeful' expression, by the way.
A rather aerodynamic pose.
Cats do this all the time, but I've rarely seen dogs do it. He was in utter ecstasy.
He has a decided preference as to where he wants to be petted. Flank? Nope. Head? Nope. Tummy? Nope. Back? YESYESYESYESYES!
Someone knows what he wants, and gets it when he can.
I feel like a pupil who hasn’t prepared properly for a test. This guy reminds me of something besides dachshund, but I can’t for the life of me think of what it is, except that it’s a medium-sized breed. Help?
Whatever he is, he sure is dignified.
Aww. So dignified. He looks like he could be a Senator.
I haven’t posted a berninator in quite some time. I’ve been saving this one up since the Swiss Dog Day, and now that we’re into the short days, and nearly into December, I think we deserve a little brain-melting cuteness.
Autumn was just saying that she wanted a Berner yesterday. Really, how could you not?
This is about the sternest face I've ever seen on a Berner.
I am going to post a few more pictures later tonight. I want to make a bit of a collage, but I don't have time to do that sort of thing at work.