Another Bernie for today. And such a dignified one, too! Some of those expressions make me think that he may be the reincarnation of an especially virtuous elder statesman. Such dignified expressions, especially for a Bernie.
Three more pictures, after the break.
I think we've run into Sam a few times now, but it will never get old.
Time for another puppy. Daji is a cute-as-a-button Rhodesian ridgeback, ten or eleven weeks old in these pictures. He’s still at that adorable ‘I’m not sure what I’m doing’ stage, but he definitely knows he likes his treats! (Incidentally, I think Daji is our first Rhodesian ridgeback.)
Daji’s humans have a blog of their own. Feel free to go say hello, if you like. It has a couple more pictures of Daji on it, if that’s any enticement.
Two more pictures after the break.
Do a lot of ridgebacks have that white splash on the chest? I've never seen it before, but it's adorable.
Meet Cecilia. I only had maybe a minute’s exposure, but in that minute she completely swept me off my feet. I firmly believe that if I had been lucky enough to adopt this pup, my life (and, of course, Autumn’s) would be changed forever. Full of a lot more warm summer days, a lot more goofing off, a lot less stressing out. A life with the same problems, I’m sure… but maybe a life with less worrying about those problems, and more appreciating what we’ve got.
So, to the woman I found walking this dog: congratulations. You seemed to know what a special dog you had. I hope you two have a long and happy time together.
Two more pictures after the break.
I didn’t write this down, so I’m just depending on my fallible memory, but I think I heard that Cecilia is two years old.
These two are the stars of their very own web site: http://www.imnotawhippet.com/
And, as you might have guessed from the title, they aren’t whippets. It was the first thing I came out with, too, and in punishment for my mistake (even though I immediately corrected myself: they are Italian greyhounds!) I was ferociously licked. Also forced to post them. I’m sorry to say that I didn’t get any great photos… they moved around a lot. There are better pictures at their site, though, and how could I not post a pair of pups with their own web site?
Since there are only two pictures, one for each of them, I’m sticking ’em both on the front page.
This is Mike. I guess urban camouflage is the latest thing in canine fashion.
And this, if you can't tell by the collar, is Hazen. And Hazen, if you can't tell by the posture, is a sweetie.
I really don’t know about this guy. He’s brindled like a pit bull or a mastiff, but doesn’t look anything like either of them. And, although it only shows partly in this picture, he’s almost like an inverse corgi: he’s got short-ish legs, but he’s nearly as wide as he is long! And it’s not that he’s fat (or, at least, not just that he’s fat)… he’s broad. If a pug is a barrel with legs, he’s a quarter-barrel with legs.
No more pictures on this one, I’m afraid.
Ah well, there's a place in the world for funny-looking dogs. This guy made me smile for fifteen minutes after I saw him.
I love these two. As far as I know, they’d never met… they were sitting at separate tables at the same outdoor cafe. But I can’t help but take the expression on the poodle’s face as some sort of commentary on the Newfie.
Two more pictures below the break.
Newfies are awesome, but I think I like the astonished look on the poodle's face even more.
Someone plumb ran out of wag today.
(Two more pictures after the break.)
Poor guy. Wonder how long he'd been out there? He looks so... deflated.
I’m feeling a lot better today, thank goodness. So it’s time for a bigger post: Sidney, an Australian cattle dog that I ran into last week. Unfortunately, most of my pictures of him turned out badly. Fortunately, Andrew, Sidney’s dog-guardian (as opposed to a guard-dogian, which I guess would be Sidney) was happy to make up the difference. I have hidden Andrew’s pictures below the fold, both so that they don’t make the rest of the front-page pictures that I took look terrible in comparison, and to tempt more of you to look at the rest of the story, and maybe comment.
So yes. Six pretty amazing pictures after the jump, and one pretty mediocre one before. And thank you very much, Andrew, for permission to post the six.
This ACD seemed a wee bit OCD. During the short time I saw him, he literally never stopped staring straight at his ball.
Sorry for the low-effort, one-picture post, but I have been totally run down all day today. No idea what it was, but literally nodding off when doing things, falling asleep on a bus and missing my stop, etc. And then when I lay down to take a nap: not a chance. NO SLEEP FOR YOU.
Got plenty of sleep last night, plenty the night before. Feeling totally fine otherwise. No idea what’s going on. Hopefully ten hours of sleep will cure this.
So, yeah. Have a ridiculous-looking schnauzer.
I can't decide whether this guy looks so goofy because he's been so thoroughly shaved, or because of those ridiculous ears. I guess I'll just have to say 'both'.
Well, the fella I found walking this little guy was sure about the dachshund part of him, but the other half was unknown. And since I only got a couple of decent pictures (all the rest were spoiled by a lousy camera and a hyperkinetic puppy!) Autumn had a tough time with him. She finally hazarded a guess that he might be half Labrador retriever, though, and since that was the first thing I came up with (but had a tough time believing, size-wise), I’m going with that.
That said, though, it does raise a couple of intriguing questions. First, how big is this guy going to get? A standard dachshund actually isn’t all that small a dog, really: they average 15 to 28 lbs. And a lab is 55 to 80 lbs on average. Is this little guy really going to grow up to be somewhere in the neighborhood of 45 pounds? Alternatively, if he’s really half Lab, and he’s going to be little (20 lbs or so), doesn’t that make him more probably half miniature dachshund, half Lab? And if so… how? The mind boggles.
One more picture, after the break. (PS: I love the name Basil… Basil Woofbone, maybe? Rawfbone?)
Wiggly puppies are the best kind. And they don't get a lot wigglier than dachshunds, or half-dachshunds in this case.