I love the name! Jimmy is 8, and the name came about this way: his folks moved from Europe (Germany, IIRC) to Chicago, and immediately started watching basketball. And one of their favorite Chicago players was named Jimmy Butler, nicknamed ‘Jimmy Buckets‘. So when they got a pup, it was a natural name. Then they moved to San Francisco and the basketball player moved to Miami but the dog stayed with them. Good thing, too!
Saw this on a building I wandered by on the 24th. I really wanted to make a construction paper Santa hat to put on him for the holidays, but it was a couple of miles away from my apartment and I’m lazy. Alas!
I ran into an adorable pair of pals when I was out and about on Christmas Eve, and since one of them is a cat and Christmas falls on a Caturday this year, I just HAD to post some pictures of them. So, meet Uni (the 1-year-old cat) and Freddy (the 8-month-old golden retriever). They are brothers, as evidenced by their adorable instagram page, titled ‘Freddy Uni The Brothers‘.
Banksy (8 months old) doesn’t need to wait up tonight for Santa Claus, because every day is a present to him.
Been a while since we’ve had a grown-up golden retriever on this here blog-thang.
Arya is only nine months old, but she seems to be friendly with a healthy side helping of skepticism.
Autumn is visiting a friend, and this friend has a new kitten!
A giant FLOOFBALL! Ziggy (4) is a rescue from ‘Bay Area Rescue Keeshonden‘, a noble organization that I had no idea even existed until I met him.
Doing something a little different today: hovertext, because I know JUST what this dog is thinking, but no captions, because I have no idea what I’M thinking.
Honey (four months old) is as sweet as her name, and deserves all the petting she gets from random passers-by. Like me.
We haven’t had one of these little awesome pups in literally A DECADE. Thank goodness that dry spell ends now, with Lucie (3).
