Why do Boxers always look so confused?
Because they are.
I've been told the name 'boxer' comes from the breed's tendency to bat at things with their paws. Wikipedia, alas, definitely does NOT agree.
I've noticed that boxers look dignified when they're being serious, and totally ridiculous when they're not.
I always get these guys and the English springer spaniels mixed up. Same colors, different almost-everything-else.
Such delicate ears... thin and very velvety.
Incidentally, as funny as it is in the background, the 'no dogs' is just referring to the grassy area, so Patch is just fine here.
I have two very similar pictures, and I can't decide which one I like better. If people wouldn't mind, I'd appreciate it if you'd leave a note in the comments section telling me which one you like better, this one...
...or this one? (Also, why you prefer one over the other would be nice to know too.)
Could be a long-haired German shepherd/Rottweiler. Could also be Belgian shepherd, and there are a number of other dog breeds that have similar coloration to the Rottweiler. Anyway, he’s awesome, and fully deserving of the coveted New Year’s spot.
But this is new and interesting for another reason, too… this is the first of the pictures taken with my spiffy new Canon Exilim EX-FH100. Which, yes, is a wee bit of a step up from the built in camera on my iPhone. Thanks, Autumn!
The new camera can't claim too much credit here: Trucker is an amazingly photogenic dog.
See? Such a pretty dog, and willing to pose for me for as long as I liked.
I'm not sure the first two pictures really capture Trucker's attitude right, though. He was happy and cuddly...
...although he was initially a bit dubious of me.
Looks like someone’s auditioning for the next iPod advertisement.
(Edit: just noticed Fozzie’s mom corrected me in the comments… he’s not a standard poodle, he’s a mini.)
What you get if you don't trim your poodle constantly. (IMO, 'a much better looking dog'. But that's just me.)
Some dogs are so dainty about communicating with their people. A gentle tap on the toe and a beseeching look...
...garners great rewards in terms of ear skritches. Yay!
Someone won the lottery! Lucky dog.
The California lottery: what will you spend it on?
Sorry I missed a day — vacation plus jetlag plus spotty internet access plus travel preparations make for a difficult combination.
I recognize this expression. I've worn it a few times myself, on stage, staring out at the audience and wondering where my next line went.
Found this pup at an adoption fair.
How anyone could walk by this without taking home a puppy is beyond me.
I had to be physically pried away from them, myself.
They also had to pry his puppy teeth out of my finger. But hey.
I hereby vote that this guy is a Lhasa apso.
With the coat on the chair, and the person sitting there, he's got a perfect little fort to guard.
She was tempted out with the prospect of petting.
Note for next year: a gift certificate for a spa is a great gift for your dog.
A little holiday cheer for you. I’ve taken some minor liberties with the timing, but other than that, the story is perfectly true. Happy holidays, and may your coming year be full of puppy noses and glad wags, and empty of whines and whimpers.
Riley sat in the Macy's window. It'd been a long Christmas eve, with so many people staring at him. Sure, he'd had a few walks, and he had some fun watching the cats next door. But he was starting to think nobody would adopt him.
It was already almost 9... the store would be closing up soon, and Riley supposed he'd spend Christmas in his crate, and be back in the window on the 26th. It just wasn't fair... two of the kitties had been adopted, why not him? He hardly had the energy left to get up, even when the nice volunteer came to take him for a walk.
But the fellow didn't take him for the usual walk... instead, he brought Riley over to another part of the store, where a couple was waiting for him. The man picked him up and hugged him, and didn't seem to want to put him down... which was just fine with Riley!
And, after they signed some papers, they all got in the car together and drove home. And, the next day, Riley got a bunch of toys, and even a new name, and they all had a very merry Christmas indeed.
The end.
A Christmas Eve Aussie for you.
Yes, that is a little bitty puddle of drool. Aussies don't usually drool much, but she was right next to a water bowl.
She was an older dog, a little slow-moving, maybe, but all her parts seemed to be working fine.
She had a very expressive set of expressions, too... look at the difference between this picture and the previous one.
The Peaceful Pup
...with the foofly butt!