I spent the weekend at a gaming festival, playing board games and role-playing games and other such silliness. I met a lot of neat people and also a few neat dogs. This one is Emmett, who played two games with me, along with his mom (in one) and his dad (in the other). He was, of course, the Most Valuable Pupper.
Mikey (6) likes it! And ‘it’ in this case is people. He also likes being the star of his own adorable instagram page: mikeythelittledude.
Polo is only ten months old! And if he maybe looks a bit like he was put together out of spare parts, the important thing is that they are adorable spare parts!
Bruno doesn’t look 8, does he?
Tipo is 5, and he is very very ZOOOOM!
Some pretty good-sized murals on the retaining wall on Geary next to the shopping center at Masonic. And I’m a sucker for the subject matter.
When I was hitting the Howl-o-ween party, the first dog I saw, I said, “Wow! Is that a Eurasier puppy?” And Cirrus (6 months old) ran over to me and covered me with kisses, so I must have been right!
So here’s a funny thing: this is the fourth Lakeland terrier post I’ve made on this site. I posted a picture of Posey the Lakeland on August 5th of this year, and noted that I had seen Posey before, in 2019. And that I had only had one Lakeland before that, an eight-month-old puppy named… Reilly!
Reilly is now eight years old and still just as full of spunk as he was in 2017 when I originally snapped some shots of him.
Mariachiuaua! Saw this pup in a shop window, singing the blues.
Whuf! Today was a LOT. On Saturday I broke a crown (that’s a tooth thing that you will find out about soon enough, for you young’ns). Today I managed to finagle my dentist into seeing me at ridiculously short notice and got to her office at 12 for a 12:30 appointment. I was in the chair by 12:15… and at 12:40 a woman who was nine months pregnant with a potentially life-threatening abscess showed up.
I was in that chair until 5:15. I won’t say it was the longest day of my life, because honestly not even close. It wasn’t even my worst vacation day. But it wasn’t something I’d prefer to repeat regularly.
And then! On my way home! I ran across this adorable little fuzzball. Meet Auggie, the one year old Havanese. Well, technically he was one yesterday, but since I didn’t even know he existed until today, I think we can be excused from celebrating his birthday one day late.
By the way, we have had one Auggie (here), two Augies (here and here), and one Oggie (here), so Auggie here is in good company!
