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.
No, I don’t know which is which. I do recall wondering if Satchie was named after Satchmo, a nickname for Louis Armstrong. I don’t see Louis Armstrong as a Sheltie, but this wouldn’t be the first time someone else saw something I didn’t.
The ears are pure German shepherd, but I’ve never seen a shepherd mix without at least a little bit of the German shepherd markings. The fur is pure golden retriever, but I’ve never seen a golden mix with fully erect ears. From the expression, I’d suspect him of being a husky or malamute mix, and the ears are similar-ish, but the fur just seems so odd…
This is Martini. She’s a rescue greyhound, rescued after only one race. Apparently she didn’t do terribly well, which was great news for her. She’s a little shy, but warms up to people quickly.
But she’s a sad pup, because her sister Olive passed away recently, from an autoimmune issue. Poor gal. At least she’s being treated very well: dad is even bringing her in to work, to make sure she doesn’t get too lonesome without her sister.
Whenever I see a greyhound, especially one with this coloration, I always think of a dainty little doe.
The gentleman/dog in the picture is ‘The Dog Man’, who apparently hangs out in the touristier areas of San Francisco with his pups and charges for pictures. Well, I was game. The dogs are: Daisy (dalmation), Ernie (rat terrier), and Pickles (chihuahua/papillon).
The second picture is the first appearance (so far as I can recall) of me on this site. Hooray! Or something!
The dogs look a little bored. Well, they were. Why? Because they wanted to be down off that bench meeting all those EXCITING PEOPLE!
Super-poofly Shetland Sheepdog for you.