Or maybe those are
buffing mitts? I was hoping to see a whole series of photos but I only found two. It’s a well-known fact that watching a dog wash a car is a surefire cure for depression, so I hope this person gets their pup back soon.
Or maybe those are
buffing mitts? I was hoping to see a whole series of photos but I only found two. It’s a well-known fact that watching a dog wash a car is a surefire cure for depression, so I hope this person gets their pup back soon.
I’m still not recuperated enough to do my secret stair exploring around the neighborhood, but thankfully I’ve got some folks helping me out this week. My friend Janet was walking around Esther’s Steps recently when she encountered this notice:
Oh dear. There seems to be something missing here. A telephone number.
A few days later, Janet returned to the same area and found this a little further up the street:
Definitely more desperate. Definitely someone’s heart is breaking. Definitely someone forgot to include a phone number again.
I’m hoping that everybody in this neighborhood knows one another. Esther of Esther’s Steps seemed to know everybody in the neighborhood. It would be nice if Esther’s ghost were still hanging around Esther’s Steps. Maybe she could help bring Choco back to Poko. I’m not sure ghosts can do that, but if any ghost can do that, Esther can.
This guy needs his own movie franchise or prestige TV miniseries or something. Look at that expression, chilling on the wicker.
Perro suave.
The last very old lost pet notice that I posted about had a happy ending; I wonder if this one did as well.
I hate to think of these people worrying for such a long time that their pup is wet, dirty, shivering, scared, lonely, hungry, lost, alone, confused, etc., but seeing as the good boy’s name is
Mr. Zoom, I have a feeling he’s done a fair amount of running away before and he’s probably okay at fending for himself. Maybe he went to Boston, the old home of ZOOM, where everyone was having a ball, yeah? My advice is go to zip code 02134 and ask for Bernadette.
Weight gain. Moodiness and oversensitivity. Lack of sleep. Confusion. Dry skin with intermittent breakouts. It’s either menopause or the pandemic. I think it’s the pandemic, because the whole world can’t be going through menopause at the same time, right?
Let’s talk about the sensitivity. Not too long ago, I would had have no problem whatsoever posting this utterly tragic lost dog notice all by itself
but these days I just can’t. The pathos is too much. If I post this saddest of sad lost dog notices right now, even if I can handle it, I’m not sure you can and I don’t want to leave you hanging like that. I feel like I need to give you a hug and tell you that it’s going to be okay and that this sweet thing is going to make it home safe and healthy. It could happen – Marianne Faithfull just kicked COVID-19’s ass! – but that’s only the reassurance part of what I owe you here. You still need that hug.
That’s about as good as I can do via the internet. Stay safe and in your homes, friends.
UPDATE 4/23: It did happen! This was an old flyer, and Soybean the dog was actually found a few months ago.Thank you for the info, Mara!
a/k/a
(kind of looks more like ODB to me, but who knows)
Churro*.
Named for a Portuguese snack.
French bulldog.
Living in Silver Lake.
What happens
when Churro feels the clash of his cultures
and has to make…
THE FRENCH ESCAPE
?
Rated PG-13 for language and extreme tongue situations.
Involved can mean a lot of different things: in a relationship, complex, preoccupied with, confusing. I wonder which meaning applies here.
This dog looks like the dog from that “look at this awesome dog” flyer from some years back. This guy is so awesome he needs two names.
It’s possible that he’s out hunting murderers, but my money is on him being out in the field getting his exploratory committee together for the 2020 presidential race. Not Neutered, Not For Sale.
Guys, guys. Moonie & Kilo’s Excellent Adventure. Moonie & Kilo’s Day Off. Moonie & Kilo: The Odyssey Begins. Moonie & Kilo: An Affair To Remember.
Guys?