Tux is a 13-year-old fella, with quite a lot of pep for his age.


I ran into Sprout on the same day as yesterday’s pup, only Sprout was in O’Hare International, in Chicago.
I ran into Loki on my way home from my Christmas break, in the airport in South Bend, Indiana. I don’t think I’ve ever met a Loki before who wasn’t either a husky or a corgi, but I’m sure this pup is just as mischievous as any other Loki!
Jasper is just a puppy, but he’s already got a job: he’s the store dog for a little store called the ‘Rock Hound Rock Shop‘, near Kalamazoo, Michigan, which I visited while I was out in Indiana for Christmas. For this and other acts of extreme cuteness, I hereby name him an honorary Dog of San Francisco!
Look who I ran into again: it’s Clapton the corglet!
Luke is eleven years old, but like most dogs his size, he’s not really showing his age.
Chianti (2) and her mom were out taking the air on Friday, when I ran into them. I love this idea: we need more people out walking their birbs.
Chianti has an Instagram, by the way. You should check it out!
Maple is one of my favorite flavors, and true to her name, Maple (3) is super sweet!