Baxby the pyradoodle (is that a thing?) is one year old today, so everybody sing Happy Birthday! I ran into him a few days ago and promised to post him today, and then utterly forgot about it… until I RAN INTO HIM AGAIN TODAY! Thank goodness I was reminded, because he’s adoraboodle.
Russell is only four months old, but he’s already got a firm grasp on pathos.
This is Zoey’s older brother Filbert. He is less neurotic but just as sweet.
I know I just posted Zoey last Friday, but I am totally feeling this picture. I was supposed to have a nerve-wracking surgery today, I lost sleep over it for like four days, and then it turned out they screwed up the schedule and now I don’t get to try again until mid-November.
I know for sure that this is the twin brother of last Caturday’s kitten, but I’m not really sure which one is which. So we’re going to assume that this is Zahar.
I dogsat for two boxers, Zoey and Filbert, a couple weeks ago. This is Zoey, and she is such a (hyperactive, neurotic) sweetheart.
I ran into Sugo (4) and his mom and dad while I was out wandering before work one day last week. And it turns out that he is one of the mascots for a nice little restaurant on Fillmore Street, right at the top of Pacific Heights, called Jackson Fillmore Trattoria.
I am told that Prince (8 years old now) is a ‘repeat customer’, that I’ve taken pictures of him before. I’m going to have to take his mom’s word for it, because I only have one ‘Prince’ in my picture history, and although he’s the right age, he’s very much not the right color. Oh well, at least I have his name now.
When I stopped by the vet to say hello to the two kittens (last Caturday and next Caturday), I also found Oscar in for his healthy 15-week-old puppy exam. He liked watching the kitties as much as I did.
I don’t really know what to say about these. So I won’t.
