Wandering around my neighborhood, I periodically run across street art and similar things. In this case, by someone apparently known as Ian the Meow. (Instagram here.)


Wandering around my neighborhood, I periodically run across street art and similar things. In this case, by someone apparently known as Ian the Meow. (Instagram here.)
I’m still not terribly functional, eyeball-wise, but Autumn has sent me some cat pictures. Yay! According to her, “Charlie was rescued from the streets of Los Angeles, and is recovering from being attacked by another cat.” However, he’s apparently still a pretty happy cat. (And get a load of those huge pupils in the last picture! Sure looks like he loves Autumn.)
No captions though, sorry ’bout that.
There might be another breed or two in there, but Riggins (6) doesn’t care. He’s just moseying along, minding his own business. And maybe a little of yours, but only if you want him to.
No captions or hovertext today. Screwing around with little stuff is giving me a headache for the moment. So just enjoy the glorious, glorious snoot.
Unnngh. Still recovering from having my eyeball shaved. Recommendation: do not do this recreationally, because it is not terribly enjoyable.
Harper (4) is a real cutie, isn’t she? I am not sure what she is. Her folks think she’s part Australian cattle dog, but she’s not fetch-crazy, and I’ve never met even a part-Aussie that wasn’t. To me she looks like she’s part Catahoula, but who knows?
It constantly surprises me how quickly new mixes take off. Five years ago, Bernese/poodle mixes were vanishingly rare. Now I see a pup like Mocha (1, boy) several times a week.
I ran across this rather unusual flower while I was out wandering a couple of weeks ago. Pretty, don’t you think?
Man. Brutal vaccine reaction, followed by eighteen hours of work over this weekend. I need a vacation. Instead, I have a lot to do Monday and Tuesday to put my work in order, getting ready for surgery Wednesday. (Very low-risk, so I’m not worried, but quite unpleasant, so I’m nervous.)
Sorry. I got my booster shot yesterday, and I am so far from my best that I can’t see it from here even on a clear day. More posts soon, I promise.
Dexter (3) has his own instagram: @barkrangerdexter! He totally should be a San Francisco Pup Scouts leader!
I haven’t seen these guys close up for a couple of years, though I do hear them quite frequently. But Autumn was lucky enough to have them visit her while she was dogsitting last week.