This guy was found right outside a favorite coffee shop, the Chameleon Cafe. Have you ever seen a dog this obviously happy with life?
Two more pictures, below the break. You’ll love them, I promise. (Oh, by the way, if you haven’t discovered this yet, if you hover your cursor over the pictures, you get even more smartassed commentary from yours truly. Some of it is even funny!)
A gorgeous golden grin!
I liked this guy a lot. He’s older, but he’s got style. And was very obedient, and calm, and yet cuddly as all get-out. Not shown: a picture of him attempting to insert his nose into my jacket when I was petting him.
Waiting for mom outside of Walgreens
Well, actually, it’s not a baby carriage… it’s a pug carriage. You can tell by the little paw on the side.
Apparently this pug is something of a neighborhood icon in the Embarcadero area of SOMA. He (she) has a spinal problem that causes him to drag his hind legs when he gets tired. So when he goes walking, it’s in a pair of boots, and when he gets tired there’s a ‘coach’ waiting to take him home.
I am delighted to meet you. Can't you tell by my expression?
There he goes, just a-schnauzing down the street, singing bark bark bark, … er, yeah. Anyway, I like these guys. I want to have eyebrows like that when I’m 80, and I’m well on my way there already. Plus, awesome dog shadow, no?
I'm being followed by a dogshadow, dog shadow dog shadow! -- Dog Stevens
I spent a good five minutes with this gal. About thirty seconds of photo-taking, about four minutes and thirty seconds of belly rubs, back-skritches, and nose-to-nose communing. I love Malamutes, Huskies, and all those other arctic fuzzybutts. They’re friendly, they’re lovely to pet, and they warm you up as much as any three wool sweaters. Plus they give kisses.
Four pictures this time, three of them after the break.
Malamute, mute, yet hopeful.
This fine young lady was part of the puppies & kittens display in the window of Macy’s on Union Square this Christmas. She was snapped up pretty quickly, as were all the dogs. There were a lot more cats, and though a lot of them were adopted, there were (I believe) quite a few more who weren’t.
A sound sleeper, to sleep right through all the squealing outside the window.
This old guy showed up not half a block from my apartment. And he was clearly an awesome dog: the woman who was walking him said he was 14, if I recall correctly. And still going strong; he gave me a smooch and immediately went sniffing at my backpack. Which is where I keep my dog treats, natch.
The Grand Old Man of SF's Black German Shepherd community
This is Autumn, your Dog of the Day Ireland correspondent, with the first installation in a series of happy, peppy, Guinness-loving* Irish dogs. I saw this guy as I was driving through Tulsk, County Roscommon, Ireland. He was spotted (but not literally) across the road from the Rathmore Mound, which was the site of a pre-Christian chiefdom. He’s probably paying homage to his royal doggy ancestors, perhaps leaving a tribute of MilkBones.
Many people think that all dogs in Ireland look the same – black and white, medium-sized, and moderately fluffy. The truth is that there are only 3 dogs in the whole country, all border collies, and they travel a LOT.
*No dogs were intoxicated in the making of this photo.
Finn MacCool's dog, Bran, was his great-great-great-great-great-x7 granddog.
We haven’t seen one of these on here before. This one was seen in the window of The Groom Room, a dog groomery and day care on Pacific Avenue near Hyde. On the assumption that no matter what the breed, there’s someone out there who loves them, I’m posting this fine specimen of a Shih Tzu. (Not my favorite breed, but far from my least favorite. They’re kind of cute and fuzzy, and are neither scared of people nor hostile to them. It’s not their fault they’re a little bit slow.)
Fresh out of the grooming parlor; all she needs is a bow. And maybe lipstick.
I haven’t the foggiest what this guy is. Could be a Golden with his ears flopping up. Could be another breed with pointy ears. Could be a mix with foxy ears. Who knows? Who cares? In any case, he’s clearly having a blast, and he’s clearly gorgeous.
Dog or human, this is the kind of day you wish could last forever.