Woof!

More Glendale street art - a junction box, spotted on the way to Whole Foods this morning.  Woof - or rather, looking at the speech coming out of the little Pomeranian's mouth, Yip Yip.  It seemed very apposite, since I already had dogs on my mind today: I'd looked out of my study window earlier and seen what looked like a small bear down the garden: it wasn't, and of course I really knew that from the start, but it was certainly medium sized and black and woolly.  This image is actually cropped from some Ring camera footage.  By the time I'd gone out to introduce myself, he'd disappeared, or rather gone back next door, since he - Billy Ray Valentine, to be exact - belongs to our newish neighbors.  He's a cockapoo.  So I hope they've found where he was getting through, and blocked it - because I worry he could get out into the wilds of Griffith Park from our yard (when we had the back fence put in, we made a specially designed entrance/exit for all the critters like raccoons and possums and of course bobcats - not that they can't climb, but we might as well make it easy for them).  So - woof.  BRV has the most magnificent ears.