Continuing the theme of basking dogs, I present a basset hound who is quite fond of sunny, cool days in San Francisco.
In other words, one with really good taste.
A second, not altogether hugely different photograph, after the break.
Sound asleep. I wish I had the ability to fall asleep instantly that some dogs do.
I gotta say, these guys have character.
This little guy found the only spot of sunlight within leash distance and appropriated it.
Okay, not a bagel, just a beagle. Not as edible, but far cuter.
Two more pics after the break.
Couldn't get any pics of this guy on the ground: he moved so fast all we saw was a brown-and-white blur. With a nose.
These guys are bulldogs (aka English bulldogs), not to be confused with Old English bulldogs (aka Olde Englishe Bulldogges). Or, for that matter, bulgogi, even if it is both old and English.
A few more pictures, after the break.
Edit: Wow, that was horribly edited. Not sure if I did that myself, or if the WordPress software somehow mangled the post. In either case, it’s what happens when I queue a bunch of stuff up and then go off on a trip. Should be fixed now… I hope.
Bulldogs always look ridiculous to me, but when they're in a posture like the one in front they're especially goofy.
Saw this guy on the way to work in the morning. I wish I had a job where I could bring my dog along on a regular basis. (First things first, of course: I wish I had a dog!)
Two more pictures after the break.
It must be 'take your dog to work day!'
Due to lease-related mental breakdown, Autumn and I both need a puppy today.
Two more images of His Royal Cuteness after the break.
Braving the sharp little puppy teeth in search of a tasty tasty cigarette butt.
A couple of dogs of coworker of mine, Ula and Ivan are a pair of goofballs of the boxer variety. They don’t live in San Francisco but they do come in to visit periodically, so they count. (Good thing I get to make the rules here, huh?)
Four more pictures, two of each goofball, after the break.
How in the world did she get these two to pose like this? They look totally out of character.
Yesterday’s dog was a tough act to follow, in many ways. (Not least of which was his many fans!) I had to do a little digging through my pictures to find someone worthy of sharing the stage with Nesta, but I think I succeeded.
I ran across this guy while wandering along Fillmore one evening, and I’m proud to say that I identified his possible breeds myself (with the help of Wikipedia.) Autumn confirmed that he was most likely either a kuvasz or a Great Pyrenees. (Edit: actually, Autumn thinks this is a Maremma Sheepdog. And, having now met a kuvasz, I can tell you, it definitely isn’t one of those. Aaaand editing again, because now, over a year later, I ran into this guy again, this time with his dad, and he is a Great Pyrenees named Boo!)
Four more pictures after the break.
As I approached him for the first time, I thought, 'that's odd, someone's left their polar bear tied up outside a coffee shop.'
Sort of cheating on the identification here, as this is what the dog owner heard from the shelter that he got the pup from. If I recall correctly, this dog is over 10 years old, but you wouldn’t know it from either the teeth or the attitude.
Anyway, there’s definitely something of all four of those breeds in there. Including the ‘I love everyone!’ attitude from the Golden.
Five more pictures, including a tailio close-up, after the break.
Update: Wow, lots of attention for Nesta today! Welcome to DoSF, everyone. Hope you hang around, though I’ll admit that not every dog is quite as spectacular as Nesta is. (Oh, and I’ll try to fix the two-star rating for Tucker’s mom. Not 100% sure how to, but it can’t be too hard… right?)
Super-soft fur. You just want to bury your face in it. And he isn't a smelly dog, so you wouldn't even regret it.
Sorry… too tired for a post tonight. I’ll do one in the morning. All right, here’s your dog fix.
Autumn doesn’t really know what this guy is, except to say that he’s ‘some kind of terrier mix’. Well, we can work with that. Two more pictures after the break.
I love the fur. So scruffy that you can actually see the scruff in his shadow.