I queued up this post Monday evening, so I wouldn’t have to bother (or bother you with my blathering) on Tuesday evening. So it is not necessarily evidence that I have survived the day.
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Blarg mumble gromf. Hope you voted.
These two are twins, and full of sibling rivalry…
(Also, vote, goddamn it.)
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Cute and fluffy and just generally fairly disgruntled-looking.
Fiona (Fi for short, never Fi-Fi or Feeferz!) is more of a platinum blonde than ‘golden’, but she’s definitely a doodle.
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Golden Retriever/Poodle? I would never breed those two together. I'd be worried they'd get smart enough to figure out how to drive.
This cute and fluffy guy has his own Facebook page! He is also, from what I understand, a world traveller.
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Mo Jo is a poised gentleman. When his mom can get him to hold still for a second or two.
Apparently ‘Tervuren’, which was a new one on me, refers to the coloration and fur type. Another description of the coloration and fur type would be ‘gorgeous’.
I found this pup out on the Embarcadero with her dad. I reached out to pet her and she immediately retreated behind dad and peered out at me mistrustfully. And I thought, ‘wow, a shy Belgian shepherd!’ So I started snapping a few pictures, and kneeled down to get a picture on the level with her, at which time she came over and stuck her nose in my face and licked my camera. So, well, if she’s shy, she sure isn’t shy for long.
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Belgian Shepherds are one of those breeds that you just want to hug. Or maybe lie down and cuddle with in front of a fireplace.
Sophie’s dad didn’t really know what Sophie is… he said ‘she’s a rescue dog, and she’s some kind of terrier mix, I’m sure, but I don’t know what kind.’ I was pretty sure she looked like a Glen of Imaal terrier, but I wasn’t confident enough to bring it up with him. But I get back here and look it up, and sure enough, she’s pretty much the spit and image of a Glen of Imaal. Cute little thing, huh? And even aside from that she’s a very distinctive dog, because she’s probably one of the three happiest pups I have ever met.
Did I say happy? She’s ecstatic. She’s delighted. She has not only crossed the line into manic, she actually races up and down along the line, barking wildly, delighted that the line exists and just happens to be here and about the idea of line-ness in general.
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When I was introduced to her, she immediately ran over and looked up at me.
If that expression doesn't melt your heart, then allow me to suggest a competent cardiologist for you.
First off, sorry about the server problems yesterday. I wish I could say they weren’t my fault.
Second, it seems that my local sports franchise has won some sort of highly significant contest. Whoopie. For those who are celebrating this occasion, I am posting photos of two of the more interesting (to this blog) attendees of said event: one of them is one of San Francisco’s Finest, and the other one was a perfectly nice policeman.
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This is Storm. She is a rescue dog, pure Labrador Retriever, who has been trained as a bomb-sniffing expert, and her human partner.
In honor of Autumn’s birthday, more pictures of the Great Puppy Fight!
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Bailey uses paw slap! (It's not really very effective.)
I got all sorts of information about this gal: her name is Onyx, and that the fur on her back is a little patchy and oddly patterned because she recently had back surgery to repair a herniated disc. What I didn’t get was her breed. We’re guessing dachshund mix, but if anyone wants to correct us, feel free to do so in the comments.
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She was a real sweetheart, and moving around pretty well, but still obviously not yet fully recovered from her ordeal.
While I mostly prefer briefs, I will admit that occasionally boxers are just what you need.
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Sadly, these two were much too busy to stop for petting.