The Big, the Small, and the Smiley

We're no strangers to odd couples or mismatched duos here. 

Remember us, guys? Only true fans know our names.

But this one made us chuckle. While Goliath and Minney aren't a "duo" in the typical sense - they've never met - we couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of these two aptly named pooches being here at the same time.

Meet Goliath. At over 100 lbs, his name is almost too perfect.

I'm big. Get it? Good one, guys!

Then there's Minney. A wee little thing whose name, of course, is pronounced "Mini".

You're right, I'm pretty small.

These two went up for adoption just days apart, causing us to make a few facetious comparisons.

Like their resemblance to the brothers in "Twins" - a movie that only the true buddy-comedy lovers will remember. Or anyone that was around in the 80s.

 Yes, kids, that is our former governor. And the Terminator.

They're like the dog version of Shaquille O'Neal and his wife, except they aren't married. 

 The likeness is uncanny.

They are a less creepy version of whale sharks and those weird, tiny fish that sometimes stick on them.

 Please, get off.

...Okay, we'll end the comparison there. You get it. He's big. She's small. It's funny!

Goliath and Minney are both available for adoption as of this writing. 

Come on, you know you wanna meet me!

Don't listen to him. Good things come in small packages. That's what I always say.

In addition to these guys, we were also flooded with a ton of smiley dogs this week. We're serious. They even say cheesy, obnoxious things about being happy. That's just who they are, and we love them for it.

A smile is worth a thousand words!

Are you sure that's the saying, Reese?

 

Just a simple smile can brighten someone's day!

Especially yours, Bruno.

 

The moral of the story is, we have something for everyone - big, small, or smiley. We even have cats, if you're into that sort of thing (which we definitely are). 

 

Thanks for finally acknowledging our existence. Yes, we've been waiting.

You get the drift. Come by.

 

 

Cat Selfies Gone Rogue

We have a teeny tiny problem.

Problem? What kinda problem?

Our cats got a hold of a phone. And they went rogue with the new Google Arts and Culture selfie app.

First there was Warren, a young whippersnapper who (unsurprisingly) kicked off the tech trend.

 They don't call me young for nothin'.

Then Ysera wanted to get in on the action with a selfie of her own.

Does this show my good side?

And Pismo, whose stoicism just can't be matched.

I'm not stoic. I'm showing you my blue steel. There's a difference, hooman.

 And that's when peer pressure hit. Suddenly, even our senior cats were trying to be trendy with selfies of their own. Like Alvin, who just couldn't resist showing off his tech skillz.

Pretty good, huh? Huh? Who says you can't teach an old cat new tricks?

And Nicholas, who proves that old cats aren't crotchety - or opposed to doin' what the hip kids do.

I'm cool now, right? Rad. Do people still say "rad"?

The point is, we have a ton of awesome cats who know their way around a phone and can appreciate the finer things in life, like fine art. And when we say a ton of cats, we mean a ton - seriously, they're coming in by the baker's dozen.

Are you comparing us to donuts now?! Mm....donuts. Do they make fish donuts?

If you're looking for some of the sweetest, funniest, "raddest" cats, we have them all. They'll be invading our Milpitas ACC and Petco West San Jose NAC all weekend. Come meet them! www.hssv.org/cats

You heard them, hooman. Do it.

Naked Nuggets Descend in Droves!

They came, regal and hairless, like a band of naked mole rats with only slightly more dignity.

Excuse me? Dignity is my middle name.

 

This group of nude canines needed to make a point.

Yes, tell them.

 

Their message? Bald is Beautiful. 

 

Nailed it. 

 

In all seriousness, these bare babes came from a hoarding case. We took in 24 dogs - and a number of them were of the au naturel variety. And while these unclad muffins may be a little more sensitive to the cold than most kids, they're super sweet.

 

You should see how well I rock a sweater. Seriously.

 

 They're also extremely humble.

 Na na na na. Na na. Na na. Can't touch this.

 

Okay, maybe not. But they are starting to make their way to the adoption floor, in all their bare-skinned glory. If you prefer dogs in the buff, come down and see us. 

The things you do to get us adopted are ridiculous.

Like finding ten ways to say "hairless"? We know. You're welcome.

P.S. If your idea of a "perfect dog" is one that's a bit more concealed, we have those too. Just don't tell these guys we told you that.

 

I heard that.

 

Sorry, Monkey.