Pup’s (yes, that’s his name) owner isn’t sure about the paternal half, but the mom was definitely a St. Bernard. However, since both he and I guessed Lab, I’m going to go with that.
No hovertext and no captions. I’m a bit stressed and tired from work, doctor’s office, visiting, and fixing the damn WordPress installation. Just enjoy the cutie!
Went to make a nice pup post for my birthday, and my blog isn’t taking any more images for some reason. That defeats me at the moment. I’ll have to try more diagnosis tomorrow.
Dudley was adoptable when I took the pictures, but he got adopted quite soon after.
My notes say that Jamie is 4 months old. I may not have quite gotten that right? Cute either way, though!
I don’t know what exact kind of terrier, but I do know that he was about a year and a half old in these pictures, and that he was rescued when he was running around in the middle of the road. Lucky dog!
I missed a few pictures of Mishka! No captions or hovertext, too much inventiveness for this evening.
Whenever I see those flowers I think of the song from the show, “Mame”:
You make the old magnolia tree bud, Mame
You make camellias bloom in the mud, Mame
You make the bougainvillea turn purple
at the mention of your name
Edit: I am reminded by Autumn that this is Jazz, the amazing flat-coated retriever.
This is Atticus’s older sister. The two of them are getting along just great, after a slightly rocky start.
We ran into a pup when we were walking Atticus who was delighted to be Atticus’s new best friend.
One more solo picture of Atticus. Tomorrow you get a picture of him and a new friend!
