Good Dog of the Week
Purse pups are all the rage these days, but, let's face it, you probably don't have enough money to go to TJ Maxx and buy an appropriately-sized handbag for your totally adorbs new teacup. So why not upcycle that PBR box that's been sitting at the foot of your bed for the last few months and shove your dog into that? Great way to save the planet and meet babes!
The coyote was found on Jan. 18 in a backyard near Capp and 18th streets in San Francisco's Mission District, wildlife services spokeswoman Rebecca Dmytryk said.
San Francisco Animal Control captured the coyote and impounded it, Dmytryk said. The coyote was transferred to Wildlife Center of Silicon Valley in San Jose on Jan. 22, she said.At the time it was transferred, it was too stressed to examine and was allowed to rest, Dmytryk said.
The following day, it was given a thorough examination, where it was found to be infested with fleas and ticks, dehydrated and extremely thin, she said.
Apparently the coyote was 'disoriented' and now officials are seeking information as to how it got in our neck of the woods (my guess is he was hounding for hookers).
Hello, Good Dog fans!
There are a lot of good dogs in this town but it's tough to pick a winner. Iggy is an awesome pup - I ran into him at Rhea's when I was getting my kimchi on.
With all the delicious smells in Rhea's you would think a dog would just be barking like crazy at the sandwich crew, desperately crying out in dog-ese “Where's my sandwich! It's been half an hour goddamnit! I ordered the Korean Beef - it's the best one!”
But no, the little dude was chill as heck, and totally didn't mind having a conversation and posing for a photograph.
Great dog - best of the week for sure.
In other news the kimchi at Rhea's is amazing. I can't believe I never knew you could buy it in jars until this weekend. Goes great with scrambled eggs - just sayin'
I saw this little champion after work the other day. It was a stressful day - lots of people buggin out and a ton of extra work, I was fried and just wanted to go home. Then I saw Tiny Corgi. He looked up at me and I knew everything was going to be alright.
He was like, “hey man… it's just work, right? Dont stress - tomorrow's going to be another day in this beautiful city.” and I said “yeah… yeah it is”.
I'm going to preface this by stating emphatically that I'm not normally a fan of Boston Terriers. They have weird eyes, make rude fucked-up snortle sounds, and are too hyper.
Ollie is a bit of an exception. First of all, Ollie lives up to his name, little motherfucker can jump super high. In the pic above he got hella vert before snatching up that plastic shrimp thing. But also Ollie was fine to just chill out. Normally the intensity of a dog is inversely proportional to it's size, sort of a Boyle's Law of Thermodognamics. This guy was willing to ease off a bit though, which is a good quality, you don't want a dog who is just going to nag you constantly, you want a dogbro.
Final Verdict: A+++ Would Pet Again
People seem to shy away from big dogs but you know what? These people are assholes. Big dogs can be great when they have a good disposition. Take Fletcher here - a German Shep, big dog to be sure, but do you see a kinder more well behaved dog on the Panhandle?
Nope, sorry - your Bichon is a total piece of shit and your Australian Shepherd is nice but a total spaz (let's be honest).
In other news, there was a lot of fireworks up on the Panhandle, which was pretty awesome to see, but why the hell can't we buy any real goddamn fireworks up here? We have to have a connection in Chinatown to get any bottle rockets, or make the trip to Nevada to get anything more powerful than oversized sparklers. Maybe banning cool fireworks and delicious goose livers is all part of the plan for Nevada's tourism lobby? Either way, if you want to buy some good foie gras I know a guy in Chinatown with the good stuff.
Welcome to Larry's world—we just live in it. Larry is a Dachshund. Larry is at the bar at Minx. Larry is wearing a neckerchief. And best of all? Positive attitude. Larry is a gentleman and I was glad to meet him.
Larry was up this week hanging out at Minx—an awesome bar in the Tenderloin, and one of my favorite in the city. If you'd like to check it out, go soon because Minx is getting shut down in the next 3 or 4 weeks because the Art Institute prudes got sick of their students showing up hungover in their 8am Sculpture and Modern Society class (4 credits). While this makes me barkin' mad, take the time this week and head up there. Tell Larry I said hi.