Eddie is a whole lot of dog in a small package. He’s multi-talented!
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Don’t look now, but there’s a happy cocker spaniel coming your way! (Just one pic tonight, since I’m feeling lazy.)
Sammie was a perfect lady, even despite her temporary impediment. Beagle/Labrador retriever was her mom’s guess, but those ears just couldn’t have come from that combination, I don’t think. Plus, her body and her head are very similar to that of a foxhound. I don’t know what gives her ears that special little loft, though: must be from the other side of the family.
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Ran into this pair on the way to work a couple weeks ago. They look pretty similar, but they’re apparently not related. Nobody’s sure what Buddy (black and tan) is mixed with, and the guess I heard for Gia was ‘dingo’. Could be, I suppose.
So yeah. This was posted November 3, so it appears that I have survived the election with at least part of my brain intact.
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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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These two are twins, and full of sibling rivalry…
(Also, vote, goddamn it.)
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This cute and fluffy guy has his own Facebook page! He is also, from what I understand, a world traveller.
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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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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.