Someone wants to go hunting birdies!

Someone wants to go hunting birdies!
No notes on this goof, but I seem to remember he’s an ‘Aussie-Doodle’ dandy, and I’m pretty sure he’s a young’n.
I wonder if Chunky (6 months, boy) has a sister named ‘Creamy’ or something? It’s a great name for a pug either way.
No captions or hovertext today, just a bunch of adorable pictures.
Wolvi (male, 7) is a mix I would never have thought of, but look at how well they fit together! Totally looks like he ought to be a breed unto himself.
Kanga-Roooo-deeeee! When I ran into Rudy, it was only his third day with his new family, and he was only ten weeks old. He was very excited to see everything, and everyone. It was all so new!
I spotted Valerie (4) last month, and she was doing a bit of limping. I had to get closer to her to find out that it was because she was a CYBORG: as you can see, she has a bionic leg! I was a little surprised to hear that she had been born with ‘three and a half legs’ since she was limping so badly, and I felt sad for her, until I found out that it was a very new prosthetic and she was still getting used to it. Apparently she can run and jump and such just fine once she’s accustomed. Hopefully I run into her again in a park or something where I can watch her play!
The Panhandle is a little strip of green space in San Francisco that’s around three quarters of a mile long by about… 260 feet wide. There’s almost no shrubbery, and not even all that many trees. Apparently there are also some coyotes.
Oh well, at least they keep fit!