No, it’s neither Kuma’s birthday nor Sumba’s: it’s mine! So happy birthday to me, and to celebrate I post these two (3 and 13) cool puppers!



No, it’s neither Kuma’s birthday nor Sumba’s: it’s mine! So happy birthday to me, and to celebrate I post these two (3 and 13) cool puppers!
Theo is six months old, and at least 80 percent floof by unit volume.
I don’t think Toto (7 months old, a girl) is in Kansas any more, but I don’t think there’s an emerald city nearby either, so she’s going to have to settle for San Francisco. And San Francisco is glad to have her!
Zeus (9) is, in this picture, an absolutely prime example of what happens when you drool and then shake: you get lines of drool across your snoot. A problem we all face, sooner or later.
Ring around the Rosie! She’s four, and she may have short stubby legs but she can run rings around you!
I don’t have any animals to post on this lovely Sunday, but I do have something that came first. I hard-boiled half a dozen eggs late last year and I ate five of them and then opened the sixth and it was… magenta. Aggressively magenta. So I didn’t eat it. The end.
I promise, there really is a kitten in the picture! You just have to look very closely to find her.