Jackie is 5, and she has so damn much fluff that I could hardly find her under there to pet her!

According to my notes:
Too many cute pictures to caption or hovertext, so just enjoy, okay?
I first ran into Seva seven (OMG has it been that long?) years ago now, when she was “relatively calm as long as strangers stay at least ten feet away from her”, as her mom said.
Well, now she’s ten years old, and still as cute as all git-out, and she loves people!
Otto is a ten-month-old ‘dapple dachshund’, which I gather is the equivalent of ‘merle’ for the wiener-dog set.
I first ran into Arlo (2) a few months ago, but none of the pictures came out, so I’m glad I found him again.
Also I screwed up my back while dogsitting last weekend: put one foot down on a steel plate in the sidewalk, on a steep hill in the rain, and ended up flat on my back, seeing stars. It hasn’t been a very fun few days, although I think I’m over the worst.
Bandon (3) is named after Bandon, Oregon, a pretty little town on the coast, not far south of Coos Bay. He’s a blue merle, not something you see in Bernadoodles very often! It makes me wonder if there was an Australian shepherd in the woodpile a generation or two back.
Zoe is the lucky pup who belongs to the owner of En Vogue Grooming. The leg-warmers are a nice touch, don’t you think?
I saw this kitty in a window a few days ago. Not actually a black cat, but seems spooky enough for me for Halloween, and today (the 29th) is National Cat Day in the US. So this is a National SPOOOOKY Cat for National Spooky Caturday!
Reese (girl, 6 months) is a good friend of Gus.