Who Can It Be Now?

My human K went to San Francisco for an interview. For lunch K went to her old favorite spot, an area of benches behind the Ferry Building. K used to eat lunch there every day when she worked in an office near the Ferry Building a few years ago. Sometimes she would treat herself to the best ever veggie sushi rolls at a little restaurant in the Ferry Building and then eat them while sitting on the bench watching the water world go by! So, that is what K did after her interview the other day - she got her yummy veggie sushi rolls and went to her bench. While watching the water, boats, and Bay Bridge, a beautiful bird flew over and sat on the railing. K pulled out her camera and took a few photos. As you can see, she used a film camera and scanned the photo, thus the poor quality. Will she ever go digital?! We had a bizarre event occur on Friday. About 11:30 a.m. my human K heard some rumbling at the front door. She went to investigate, i.e., she opened the door, and there was a black lab mix laying down in front of the door. K was very surprised, and walked to the front of the house and looked around for a possible owner. The dog was old, all black with some gray around her muzzle, overweight, some patches of fur missing on her legs, and she had a growth on the top of her head. Her eyes did not look good and her nails were very overgrown. She did not look healthy and she was obviously very thirsty. So after about five minutes of looking around trying to find where the dog came from, K brought the dog to the back yard. That in itself was an issue. The dog could barely stand up. Whether from bad hips, bad hind legs, or arthritis, the dog had a hard time getting her backside up. Once she was up and standing, however, she seemed to walk ok. K led the dog to the back yard and the dog walked directly to the pool, put her head down to take a drink, and fell right into the pool. K panicked. The water is cold right now, about 57 degrees, and the air temperature was in the 60s. Luckily, the dog knew how to swim but headed toward the deep end, so K grabbed the skimmer and used the pole to steer the dog toward the shallow end and managed to get the dog out of the pool. K patted her down with some old towels and then gave her water. The dog drank two full bowls of water, and then some! K also gave her some food, which she ate all up! K was baffled. This dog obviously could not walk very far so either she lived very close by or someone had to have literally pushed her out of their car right in front of the house and abandoned her. Another mystery was that on the door, about two inches above the door knob, was some blood. K did not see any blood on the dog, but there was one drop of blood on the ground where the dog was at the front door and one drop of the blood in the first bowl of water the dog drank. The dog really wanted in the house but K got her settled in front of a sliding glass door so she could see inside the house. K called a few local vets but no one had reported a lost dog, so finally K called Animal Control. K felt awful about doing that but we could not keep an ill and elderly dog. Animal Control arrived about 4:30 p.m. and was very gentle in getting the dog in the truck. They said a vet will look at the dog and they will keep her for eight days and then if no owner claims her she will be put up for adoption. My paws are crossed that she has a happy ending. I know dogs get abandoned a lot in the country, which is how we got my side-kick Silvius. But to abandon a dog in the middle of a neighborhood? And a dog that is old and ill? I really hope that is not what happened but if it is, then there is a special place in a pit I have heard of for humans who would do things like that. And I will add a big pile of my poop to the pit to make it an extra special place! I'm just sayin'...

Take Me To The River...

..and drop me in the water. OK, so this is not a river but it is water. This is the little pond that I walk around every morning for my morning walk. When it is hot outside I like to walk into the pond to cool down my paws. The photo above also illustrates how deep I get into the water. I have never gone deeper than the water hitting my furry tummy. Usually there are ducks and geese around but when they see me coming they fly or paddle away. Today I walked into the pond, in the exact same spot as in this picture actually, and suddenly a young black lab jumped into the water to play with me! He had gotten loose and ran to greet me in the pond. His owner was not too happy about her young pup getting loose and getting wet! Once we were out of the pond and our respective humans had our respective leashes then me and the little guy ran and played...well, as much as two dogs can run and play when on leashes! But at least we both had the extendable leashes so we were able to run in big circles and entangle our humans quite nicely! I think every human who owns a dog needs to be tangled in a leash now and then. They need to know how annoying leashes are, then perhaps they may make them illegal. A dog can only dream. Freedom from the Leash! I'm just sayin'...

Who Let The Dog In?

This is my "I'm an Alpha Male so don't mess with me" pose...sort of...ok, actually I am just looking toward the fence where the Mean Dog Behind the Fence was barking and pacing. He has been hanging out by the fence a lot lately, which understandably makes me somewhat nervous. To make matters worse, he has a new doggy sibling. I have named the new dog Noisy Nosey Dog in My Yard (woof that seven times fast!) because she barks a lot and she sneaks into my yard at night. Seems Noisy Nosey Dog in My Yard has found the hole in the fence where her brother, the Mean Dog Behind the Fence, had broken through when he attacked me. So now Noisy Nosey Dog in My Yard squeezes through that hole at night and comes into my yard where she sniffs around, mostly by the pool, and barks at me! In my yard! Now, I am not looking for any trouble, but I don't take too kindly to strange dogs just breaking and entering into my territory. But what am I to do? If I howl at her she may get mad and bring her brother, Mean Dog Behind the Fence, over, and that is not a dog fight I want to think about! So, I just stay by the house or go inside to protect my human K and parrot Porgy, as is my duty. And no, I am not afraid of a girl-dog! I just prefer to leave the fighting to the kung-fu bunnies and Ninja cats. Anyway, I'm a tail-wagger, not a fighter. I'm just sayin'...