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Chillin' outside one of my favorite brunch places in the Cole Valley is ... this fella. Half black, half white,
half in the sun, half out. He's, like, totally a study in dualities or something. Whoa! WHOA!
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Look at his leg. Rather than have you assume that he's just going to let fly with a stream of
urine from this position, I should tell you that a few moments before this photo was taken,
some random stranger on the street was rubbing his belly. Why do all dogs do that leg thing
when we rub their bellies, anyway? What kind of weird-ass reflex is that?
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I don't even know where to begin with this dude, so I'm not even going to try.
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This guy's completely sweet-looking and fine -- it's funny how most of the Rottweilers
I've met do -- but the tough-ass chain around his neck lets you know what the real
deal is.
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Many things could be noted about this little fella right here, but I would like to
call attention to the tip of his tail. Isn't that awesome? You know it is.
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He's got his water and he's got his reading material. Basically, there's nothing
I've got that he could really want. Except maybe a biscuit. Any day now I'm
going to remember to start carrying those around. I've got some crushed airline cookies
still in their wrappers. Would dogs want those?
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Tied up to the door to one of those really cheesy bars down in Fisherman's Wharf, he longs
only for escape, or for someone to pet him (I did).
I was only down in Fisherman's Wharf because that's the only place in the city to get In-n-Out
Burger. Come on!
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HYPNOBASSET ENGAGING OCULAR DEFENSE SYSTEM
TARGETING
TARGET ENGAGED
HELLO
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Seeing that bike lock there reminds me of a song:
I'm really sorry, Steven,
But your bicycle's been stolen ...
I meant her no harm when I
Left her unlocked outside the Orange Street Food Farm.
I was just running in,
Didn't think I'd be that long.
I came back, she was gone and
All that was there was some bored old dog,
Leashed up to the place where your bicycle had been.
I guess we'll never see poor Madeleine again.
- The Decemberists, "Apology Song"
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Look at the front paws! For some reason those front paws are fascinating. Maybe
because they make him look like he's wearing athletic socks. Clean ones.
Also, isn't this guy pretty compact? Looks like you could just scoop him up and walk
off, cradling him in one arm.
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THIS IS IT
DOG #100
RIGHT HERE
You can tell he's excited, can't you?
Breaking the 100-dog mark means it's time for something special to start.
Click here for the details.
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Far, far into the future, whenever it is they make a Textbook For How Life Was
Back Then, they'll put this picture in there
next to "Dog." He almost looks like a museum display, doesn't he?
"This is the head ... notice the little spots of color on the eyebrows there ... that's
the leash ... and that's a lot of fur around his ruff that for some reason doesn't match
the rest of him. No, I don't know what the deal was with that either."
His concentration on whatever's in front of him is almost eerie. I feel like I
shouldn't have been able to get this close to take his picture without him at least
acknowledging my presence.
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