Rio (11 months) is half poodle, half sloth, half wooly mammoth, and half seal. (Well he’s actually just half Lab and half poodle. But don’t tell him that!) He also has an instagram account: rio_notdejaneiro. It’s a bit sparse at the moment, but if you provide them with a little feedback I bet they’ll post some more pictures of Rio!
I assumed he was a goldendoodle, I’ve never seen a labradoodle that looks like him before.Gorgeous fur. It’s a shame they more or less always grow out of it.
Willow (18 weeks old) is apparently not named after the movie, or the character from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (Am I dating myself? I am dating myself.)
I always come back to golden retrievers. They’re just such amazing dogs.Lucky sod. Sigh. Someday I’ll be able to get a pup.
Just down the block from me, this kitty veeeeeery occasionally pops up in a window when I am wandering by.
The first time I saw him, he batted at my fingers. The rest of the times, he studiously ignored me.Sorry about the reflections. A hazard of window-kitty sightings.
Lila and his mom were checking out Grace Cathedral when I went by a few days ago. Lila is 15 years old, and gets around okay, except on really long walks, which this was.
I have a real weakness for ‘doggie bags’.She didn’t mind me petting her, but she really didn’t want to look at me.
Today, Summer is a dog! She turns one year old today, and she is going to get a birthday cake to celebrate. Which is awesome. All dogs should get birthday cakes.
Summer still has an excuse for acting like a puppy: he hasn’t had his birthday party yet so he’s officially still a puppy!Somehow I doubt that he will have any trouble finding a different excuse tomorrow.And we’ll all just keep forgiving him. Because he deserves it.
A while back, I was poking through the San Francisco Patagonia Store, shopping for a nice packable jacket. San Francisco rarely requires a down jacket, especially for someone with broad temperature tolerances, but sometimes it gets cold, and it can happen pretty quick, so I always try to keep something with me just in case. It’s more often useful for people I am hanging out with than it is for me, but I like being helpful and prepared.
Someone else was shopping for a jacket too, or so I surmise. Sunny (1) was there, looking around quite interestedly.
I said, ‘wow, you don’t often see full-sized dachshunds these days’, and his owner said, ‘he’s not a full-size, he’s a mini who just kept growing!’
I ran into Finn (then 4 months old) a month ago. He is so utterly ridiculous that I had trouble picking pictures. And so I have finally decided that there is only one thing to do: post all of them. No captions or hovertext, just adorable fluff.
Thor (in orange) and Loki (green) are the same age, six months old, for a very good reason: they’re from the same litter. And they are very much alike, despite the names.
This was the only picture of them where they weren’t blurry from moving so fast, and only because mom was holding them down.