Los Feliz Street Fair: for the dogs

I got home to find that I'd taken about 50 photos of canines, and all of them were spectacularly nice dogs. But I had to narrow it down, so here's a few.

Woof! Mom! I can see up your skirt! Mom! There's a lady with a camera over there! She's looking right at us! MOM!

Yeah, you know what they say about dogs with big paws. I'm just sayin'.

You know what they say about dogs that are hung like horses... Damn, that's speciesism. Call the union, I want that phrase edited.

Can I get some of that kebab down here, please? Hello? Stop talking to your Bluetooth and focus on me for once!

Ugh! I said I could walk! Why don't you people ever listen?

How many times to I have to tell my stupid human - I'm a BRUINS fan!

How many times do I have to tell my stupid human - I'm a TROJANS fa.... Hey look over there! He could be my soulmate! Go Trojans!"

What did you say? I couldn't hear you. We're meeting at the back trash can at 8pm? Tonight?

I SAID I wanted to go back to the Scientology booth! My thetan needs help too, you selfish fool.

Look at those uncivilized creatures, walking around naked. At least one of us here is a respectable canine.

Ladies, ladies. Wait your turn. There's enough tongue to go around. You can't all have me at once. Vultures, I tell you.

Okay, Malingering-lady. If I see any Uggs I promise to maul them. But don't go back on your word about that steak you promised.

Great, all of the other dogs have Louis Vuitton pooch purses and I get carried around in a patent leather shoebox? I hope my agent doesn't see me.

Can I get some water back here? I'm getting a little dehydrated. Feel like I'm shriveling up. Thanks.