Tag: dog

  • BFF

    poacher and fudge - bff

    Poacher and especially Fudge have changed a bit since I last saw them.

  • Lucky

    lucky in her favourite snoozing space, 1994Lucky, in her favourite snoozing space, 1994.

  • random images that really deserve better

    dog outside Another Story on Roncesvalles

    dog outside Another Story Bookshop on Roncesvalles

    old film

    discarded film

  • fake plastic trees

    They’re setting up some kind of christmas filmset in the parking lot – an ad, maybe? There are many fake trees in the parking lot, some with lights, and what looks like rolls of fake snow. There are also a hotdog stand and a London Underground sign – wha?

  • a few loose tools on the workbench

    Lee Valley make and sell good (if doggedly non-metric) woodworking tools. It would seem, though, that LV proprietor Leonard Lee has a rather unhealthy problem with Canada Post: postalproblem.ca.

    His lengthy letters and full page ads in the Ottawa Citizen have an Incensed of Tunbridge Wells quality to them. It might be an idea to start hiding the sharp things when Leonard’s around.

  • mec sled dog

    There was a very cute malamute in MEC today. She wasn’t too keen on shopping, so she’d lie down for a bit every now and again, anchoring her owner to the spot.

  • corgi with an IV

    we see some odd sites from the vet next door

  • teddybeardog

    a 3 month old St Bernard puppy at the vet next door

  • emma chisit?

    shar-pei in College St computer store window
    Shar-pei in College St computer store window.

  • ice dog

    two people walking their dog on the frozen Credit River near Port Credit

  • big dog

    I met a big dog today. Thor is a 2½ year old english mastiff, and weighs nearly 110kg. I’ve seen smaller Shetland ponies.

    I like mastiffs, despite my paperboy experience. One of the houses of Blackfarm Gardens had a huge mastiff, who would lurk under the window until she heard me coming. Then she’s leap up against the window, scaring the living crap out of me every day.

    Glass has a limited fatigue life, though. One day, she tried her stunt, and the window gave way, showering me with glass and cutting her quite badly. We both recovered better than the window did.