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| This guy wandered up on friends' porch from the neighbor's. He sat under my chair then went home. Vlad! |
Showing posts with label animals I've met. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animals I've met. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Vlad!
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Reggie!
Are you shitting me? How did I forget to mention Chris's new foundling Reggie? Brother to Peanut? Peanut is still boss, however; he established his bossness within thirty seconds of meeting his new brother.
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| Here they come! |
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| "Why am I being held by someone from Morrissey's '92-era backing band?" |
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| "What?" |
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Griz the Touched
Saturday night, we received a text confirming that, after four years of entreaties then entrapment, a certain formerly feral Griselda "decided she wanted to be petted a dozen times like a normal fucking cat."
Astounding!
Astounding!
Monday, October 8, 2012
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Nick Eddy, namer of fish!
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
The Stolid Lodger moves on
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Dogs I met at Crimewalk
We had another neighborhood crime walk doodad on Friday night...fun! I'm sure perps huddled in fear, trying to stir their pans o' meth quietly!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Isis of the Grand Pyrenees
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
As I say, I'm not crazy about them Taco Bell dogs,
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wedding bells?
You know how much I love our neighbors' dog Daisy? The one who's, you know, the best?
Well, she has a beau! His name is Otis/Odie and he lives with the tenant in the carriage house behind Daisy's moms' place!
They chase each other around and make goo-goo eyes at one another through windows. Plus it gives nine-ish Rosemary a break from incessant Daisy puppy kerfuffles.
I think a June wedding would be best!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Ago!
Would you believe Duke has a dog? Granted, you may not know who Duke is, but that's hardly my problem...


Ago (pronounced AH-go, although a dog called Ago [pronounced as it looks] would be shit-hot, yes)! Three years old! Cast away from the track where he used to be a race dog! Crazy, right?
Here he is meeting Gabe, mere seconds from the unavoidable frenzy caused by the aroma of fine quality meats that ceaselessly emanates from Mr Gardner:

Here is part of his family lineage, with forebears with names like "Byron," "Quince," "Old Salt" and "Mr Milquetoast.":

This good pup has a lifestyle many hundreds of times better than yours! Think of him often.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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