Sunday Streets with Muttville

Wow! Muttville had a wonderful day participating in San Francisco’s Sunday Streets program! http://sundaystreetssf.com/

Here’s The Dynamic Duo, Snickers and Mocha! How have they not been adopted? Such a lovely, bonded pair. What a joy they would add to someone’s life – affection and love and happiness.

Sunday Streets today was held at the very edge of Golden Gate park where it hits the Pacific Ocean – I took a break from our table and walked one our senior poodles out to the edge of the sand and felt so grateful to be in San Francisco. The sun was shining, Clif Bar was giving away free samples, all the food trucks were serving good food and clever drinks, and people want senior dogs for adoption. What a city!

08.22.10

Be here now

One of the greatest things about dog rescue is having the opportunity to be a voice for the most elegant and intelligent senior dogs. There is a wonderful story to each of these dogs, and our simple minds get wrapped up in the PAST – what happened to this dog? Why is he with us? Is he sad?

The way to find your new pet, and the way to find yourself, is to be PRESENT. I lose sight of this sometimes, but these regal dogs remind me. At adoption events, I am the only communicable VOICE for dogs, but actions speak louder than words. These dogs are fine. They hit a rough patch, but they are ready for the next step. If you are at peace with yourself and with the adoption process, they will be at peace with you. You do not have to worry about why the dog is in Muttville’s care – you need only to worry about how to love in the moment.

And loving the moment, by the way, includes loving yourself, and allowing yourself to experience wonderful things, eat wonderful food, and exercise!

This dog, Sweetie, took me to the top of Bernal Hill over and over, and when the sun and the wind hit her wolf-face, she was centered, she was quiet, she was present. I was honored to represent her at adoption events – are we so intelligent because we use language to communicate? Are we so advanced? Whereas Sweetie here communicates by being available to the joys of life.

Appreciate the joys of life with a senior dog.

08.08.10

Success Story: Wyatt

A note about the ease of adopting a senior dog, from one of our fantastic adoptive parents, Jane. She and her husband Richard adopted Wyatt, now known as Charlie.

“We adopted Charlie the Pomeranian at the recommendation of our daughter, who is a Muttville volunteer and lives in San Francisco. Rick flew 2000 miles to visit Lake Tahoe and play golf, intending to bring Charlie home on the plane after a week-long visit.

Charlie is a 6 pound, bundle of energy – a senior dog who is full of life and a delight to be around. People frequently think he is a puppy but he is really a very seasoned dog who happens to be both well-trained and missing more than few teeth!

He was rescued by someone from the side of the highway, completely matted and covered in fleas, burrs and a big scab on his leg. After Muttville’s veterinary volunteers shaved him, gave him a bath & some medicine, he looked like his usual handsome self.

Charlie loves his walks and was already completely house-trained. He gets along well with other dogs of all sizes, cats, people and children. He even marched in “Pooches On Parade” on the Fourth of July in Half Moon Bay, California while wearing a patriotic, red bandana. Charlie enjoyed his week at Lake Tahoe and took lots of short hikes with our daughter’s two dogs.

On the plane, Charlie slept the whole way to Cleveland. The sedative the veterinarian prescribed conked him out until the end of the flight when Rick unzipped the Sherpa bag and Charlie popped his little head out of the bag and refused to put it back inside! Rick carefully zipped the bag around Charlie’s head and carried him off the plane. (Rick was afraid to push him back into the bag because Charlie is so small.)

Upon arrival at his new home, Charlie immediately inspected the fenced back yard and urinated on every bit of shrubbery. After a bit of aloof behavior, Charlie and the youngest cat are romping and playing together. They are approximately the same size and enjoy playing games.

Charlie sleeps on the foot of the bed and has an upholstered footstool to help him jump up and down off the bed. He plays fetch with a small, plush bumblebee toy with a squeaker inside.

Charlie is settling into his new life in the Midwest. He rides well in the car and goes almost everywhere with us. Recently, he was the only dog at a human birthday party near Lake Erie. Truly, this dog was born to be a Clevelander!”

07.23.10

Muttville thanks the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence

A blog post from a wonderful friend of Muttville, Rita Long:

What better time could be had in the summer in the City than to scoot on down to the Eagle when the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence (http://thesisters.org/) are throwing a beer bash?

Muttville rescue mom, Butch Young, pictured here with Sister Shelby Redeemed, was on hand for all of the leather-clad beer-soaked celebration this Sunday. Muttville was the proud recipient of a $300 grant to help with the costs of rescuing one of our senior mutts. To all of the Sisters: for your fierce generosity and commitment to supporting our community, Muttville says "thank you"!!!

07.20.10

Pooches on Parade

Today we drove down with some adoptable senior pups for a parade in Half Moon Bay, California. It was great – I got chills hearing calls from the sidelines when we walked passed. Everyone seemed to know us and be cheering us on. What a good feeling! Thank you to the volunteers who joined us and to the good dogs who stayed by our side for the parade.

07.04.10

Mr. Bumps Goes to Victoria

A blog post by one of favorite adoptees, Claire, who adopted Cocobear (http://www.muttville.org/mutt/cocobear). When Cocobear came to Muttville, we removed his infected eye, and since being adopted he has had his other eye removed – but he doesn’t love life any less!

“Cocobear is my real name (aka 229) but I do bump into lots of things these days because I keep my nose to the ground.

My very first ferry boat trip was to Victoria, BC. In the photo I’m at Butchart Gardens where it didn’t smell very good to me at all, except there were lots and lots of smelly people and I got lots of pats. I also bumped my wet, brown nose into the back of the legs of some very startled bipeds.

They loved me at Admiral’s Walk Canadian Tire Store. They gave me tidbits to munch and I even had a clerk to take my leash while my sidekick shopped. (Sidekick and I now have matching blue eyes. My open eye is blue – but is just a rubber ball.)

Woofs-a-bunch! This was doggie heaven. They sell Poopy Sacs with parfum de vanille and I hear that a rescue group went down to CA to save some of my relatives in a puppy mill. In the pet section at Thrifty Markets, they have a a fridge with fresh dog food. Full yips to Thrifty!

Downtown at the Victoria/Port Angeles ferry terminal was good. One took a video of me with his girlfriend but a man from Texas had a hook for a hand and didn’t give me pats. I scored with a custom agent who I knocked over on her back with my happy greeting.”

06.24.10

Appreciating All The Lives We Cross

A blog post by our all-star volunteer, Marie:

Walking Muttville dogs Chloe, Collette, Waldo and Frankie in Glen Park, Muttville volunteer, Patty, and I came across an injured blue jay. She let me pick her up and she cuddled in my hand. She looked injured in one of her wings. We named her Twitter.

True, I have no idea how to care for birds, and I have never had one as a pet. But loving and caring for a life, no matter how long or short, this is something I do know. How lucky for this little fledgling to be found by 2 Muttville volunteers, I thought. But really, the fortune was all ours.

This beautiful bird was cradled in my hand. I could admire its beauty up close! Who has ever seen beauty this close of a wild creature? I felt so honored. Her blue was so beautiful. My favorite color. Reminded me when I used to have the same deep blue streaked in my hair years ago. And she was the same blue as the charm I’ve been wearing for years. Looking at her in the same hand where I have a little blue bird tattooed on my ring finger, quite surreal.

She knew I was going to care for her, I could tell. And when she passed away the following day, she was so peaceful and happy and relaxed. She was laying in my hand. She let me pet her head, and she showed that she loved it. She tucked her little face in my palm. She did! Before she went, she lifted her head, looked all around, and then her eyes stared into mine. Then she gently nestled her head again in my palm and closed her eyes.

06.21.10

Dogsitting

Do you all remember Sugar?

Sugar was adopted and renamed Rocky. His mom loves Muttville and spends a lot of time with us. This week, instead of fostering, I am dogsitting Rocky at my house while his mom is out town.

I am so lucky to have this guy with me. A lot of dogs come through my apartment, and lot of them are depressed. This dog is the opposite – he is the funniest, happiest, go-gettin-est dog of all. We walked around San Francisco today, up to Bernal Hill, and I took this picture with my phone. It’s hard to convey in the photo, but I want you all to know that this guy screams “HAPPINESS”. He has dry-eye, no teeth, and he’s old – but he is great. What a senior!

06.07.10

Waldo's Funny Mug Attracts Artist/Actor Michael Horse

From Foster Mom, Marie:

I was walking my Muttville mutts Collette and Waldo this morning and as we usually do we end up at Farley’s for coffee and hang out on the sidewalk with our other dog-owning neighbors.

With Waldo perched on my lap, a friendly Native American gentleman walked by, then stopped suddenly and stared into the eyes of little Waldo. It was kinda funny! And then he speaks and says, “Your dog is telling me that he wants you to find him a new toy.”

This kind and friendly man said he used to live in our lovely Potrero Hill neighborhood and also happened to mention that he has an exhibit starting today at the DeYoung Museum! In addition to being a successful artist, Michael Horse is also known for his role as Deputy Tommy ‘Hawk’ Hill in David Lynch’s “Twin Peaks”.

I’ve been making fun of Waldo’s funny mug since he came to stay with me on Monday. His adorable face is already attracting stars, and surely will attract his forever home in no time, we hope!!

06.02.10

Success Story: Fritz

When Fritz first arrived at Muttville HQ he was so fearful that he hid in a corner for 2 weeks, trying to touch him was a challenge! I think he finally started to feel safe enough to join in the routine, the other dogs taught him that this was an OK place. We took him to the vet and found he has an untreatable spinal problem called spondylosis, his back hurt so we started him on some pain meds and a good diet with supplements to help his joints.

He stayed with us for 5 months, during that time I was sure he was to stay here forever because of his fear issues. Then the call came! A wonderful couple wanted to meet him and they were sure he would fit in with their pack. When I arrived at their home near Lake Berryessa I was greeted by 6 black and white dogs, all wagging their tails and waiting to meet Fritz! Wow. I wanted to live there. Trees, grass, a view! Fritz jumped out of the car and ran in and he never looked back, I cried out of pure joy for this little dog that had had such a rough life. After one day I got the first email from Fritz’s new mom. Here it is!

Dear Sherri,

Good News, Fritz is happy, happy, happy. He sat in his little bed in the kitchen and watched us cook and eat dinner. He was cute as Pie ! He loves the other dogs and they totally accept him. Later in the evening we went up stairs to watch TV. I put a pillow on the floor and laid down, he climbed onto the pillow and snuggled with me. At bed time Frank and I fluffed up about 4 sheets and put them on our bed. He climbed in and re-arranged all the sheets until he made a big fluffy hole, then climbed in and went to sleep all night. This morning Frank had a big dirt bike ride scheduled so we were up at 5am. I love mornings, everyone is warm and we always say “goodmorning” to everyone, lots of hugs. The dogs love it. Fritz joined in, he got out of bed and was thrilled to see all of his friends, and wagged his tail every time I said Goodmorning! Then we all went down the stairs into the back yard and Fritz was thrilled, he went potty and ran around and played in the grass and enjoyed all the trees. Then it was back into the kitchen. While I was packing for Frank’s trip, all of the dogs were with me and Fritz was right there, wagging his tail the whole time. He looks like he is at Summer Camp and having the time of his life ! He loved his dinner last night and his breakfast this morning and ate everything. Right now, there are 5 dogs in the computer room with he and Fritz is right here too! He is darling, I love him and he is truly happy here. When you first drove away, he went to the gate and barked at you like, “don’t leave me”. It broke my heart, I always feel so sorry for dogs because of the changes they have to go through. But as soon as you were out of sight, he was right back into the backyard and happy as could be. He follows us everywhere. We put his little bed by the glass doors in the kitchen, he loves that. He sits in there and watches all of the humming birds flying around the sugar water. I have been taking pictures of all of this, but this morning, right after Frank left I realized that he took my camera. When he gets home tonight, I will be sure to take some more pictures and send you lots. You will see how happy Fritz is. It’s a match made in heaven, I think Fritz is home. He will go to the vet sooner, rather than later. I am worried about the smell in his mouth, pretty sure he will need to be scheduled for some extractions. So we’ll probably plan a full anesthesia to clean and remove teeth, remove the bump between his eyes and the lump on his tummy. Then he will be good as new! and will probably feel lots better too!. He loves when I rub his chest and he lets me pick him up, no problem. Everything is good, this was the right decision for you and me and Fritz. Thank You again ! Lucie

06.01.10

Happy Memorial Day!

Happy Memorial Day! Our Muttville founder, Sherri Franklin, is the featured credo in this week’s Sunday San Francisco Examiner!

http://www.sfexaminer.com/lifestyle/Credo-Sherri-Franklin-95127579.html

05.31.10

Meet the talented filmmaker behind our new short film, "Welcome to Muttville"

Rachelle Phillips, a USF student and aspiring filmmaker, honored Muttville with an inspirational and upbeat 7-minute documentary that captured the essence of our organization’s mission to educate and rescue senior dogs. She did a great job learning about us. We wanted to learn more about Rachelle!

Tell us about yourself and what you are studying/majoring in at USF.
I grew up in Santa Rosa, CA, as the oldest of three and always had to be the shining example. I got excellent grades all through school, and realized in high school that I’m quite the skilled writer. That made me want to pursue a career in journalism, and I ended up being editor-in-chief of my high school newspaper. When it came time to pick a college, all I knew was that I needed to be in San Francisco. I ended up at USF and am currently a Media Studies major, and a Journalism and Film double-minor. I now work for the school newspaper, the San Francisco Foghorn, and hopefully will work for a media company after I graduate!

What was the assignment?
This documentary was our final project, and it was to create (film, produce, edit) a documentary of better quality than our first. We were supposed have put our best learned skills to the test.

What’s your history/background with animals/dogs?
I’ve always had an obsession with animals. I brought my first pet home in a paper bag from Safeway! There was a woman sitting outside the store selling off her kittens, and my Mom said we could have one because we did not have any other animals. I brought home my first kitten, Spooky, and I’ve been hooked ever since. Throughout the years I’ve had every pet imaginable; hamsters, rats, fish, snakes, snails, rabbits, lizards, and many more cats were added to the collection. Sadly, I’ve never had a dog :( My Dad was bit by one when he was little, so his childhood trauma caused my lack of a canine companion. So to fill the void, I got a job at a local family-owned pet store in my hometown and worked there for 4 years. I then had to quit and move to San Francisco for school, and amazingly I was able to find a job at Pawtrero Hill Bathhouse & Feed Co., which is where I currently work. I get to play with dogs every day now :)

How did you decide to make Muttville the subject of your thesis?
I wanted to do my documentary on Muttville because I know about the seriousness of animal shelters and what is happening to dogs and cats. I get infuriated when people do not fix their dogs because they want to breed them to make a profit, especially when so many animals are being euthanized in shelters. It also makes me very sad when I go to shelters and see older dogs and cats waiting to be taken home, which many times does not happen. I love my cat Spooky (now 18 and a half years old) more than anything and I know that even though she is a senior, she has so much more love in her to give! It’s important that people know that senior animals are still amazing, so getting Muttville’s name out there is something that I feel passionate about.

How did you learn about Muttville?
I learned about Muttville from working at Pawtrero. They have a little Muttville pin tacked up behind our counter, and I asked what it was for. They said “oh it’s Muttville. They rescue senior dogs.” I was interested!

What are your career aspirations?
I would love to work in a media position, doing anything along the lines of writing, filming, editing, etc. Maybe working for an animal magazine or filming animal productions!

Anything else about you that Muttville would love to know?
I loved doing my project on Muttville! I’m so happy that Amanda and I were able to work together to make it happen, and that everything turned out great. Muttville should be publicized as much as possible, you guys do an amazing thing and people need to know about it :)

Here’s her wonderful Muttville video:

05.20.10

Budding volunteers

From our youngest volunteer, Ella:

Hi, I am Ella. I am 12 and a 7th grade student in SF and a Muttville volunteer. I find that being at Muttville and working with all of the amazing dogs gives me a feeling of happiness and pride. All of the other volunteers and foster parents are so nice, kind and supportive that I always feel comfortable there. The dogs are so sweet. But it’s hard when they get adopted. For instance, I loved one of the dogs named Bee Gee and he was the sweetest. And then he got adopted. I felt so sad I cried. But on the other hand, I was happy that he found a home with people that would love him. In a way, I’m happy because now I can finally understand how to appreciate these dogs, knowing they may find homes in places other than my heart.

05.18.10

Look who's driving

It was another incredible weekend for the Muttville dogs.

On Saturday we were grateful to have the space in front of our friends at fit Bernal fit and of course our dogs were a hit because, hey, it’s Bernal Heights! That’s where I live and I picked it because Bernal loves dogs. We’re so honored that fit Bernal fit donated 50% of all new sign-up fees to their gym to Muttville that day. Thank you!

And Sunday Mill Valley – what can I say. Mill Valley loves their dogs, there’s no question. I was so exhausted from the event on Saturday that I asked Hannah to drive up to Mill Valley – here she is pictured, our chauffeur for the day. We had a ton of adoptions this weekend, Hannah included!

Even with all the events, we still have many wonderful senior dogs listed on our website. If you’d like to meet someone, please email us and we can set up a meeting for you and the foster family. It’s never too late for a new beginning!

05.17.10

A life wish

“I think I have to write about death,” I said.

To this, my friend replied with silence.

“Have you ever lost a pet?” I asked.

“I’d rather not talk about it,” said my friend, gently and apologetically.

This is the way in which he chose to engage in life in that moment. With fear.

I recently spent time with a well-traveled woman who had just spent 60 days in Zimbabwe – she was completely off the grid for 30 of those days. Her friends and family had no idea if she was alive or dead, for 30 heart-wrenching days. She spoke to me of her love of the country, of her plans to return and help, however she could.

“People have said that I have a death wish,” she told me. “But it’s a life wish.”

A life wish!

That, I am convinced, is what people who come to Muttville have. A life wish. People who adopt Muttville dogs talk about the dogs they’ve lost, they dogs they still have, and the dogs they will have (loved, love, will love). We do not live in fear. We engage in life.

If you have adopted from Muttville, you know this about yourself: You have a life wish. Pat yourself on the back. Thank you for coming to Muttville.

05.13.10

Beethoven's Success Story - Part 2

A note from Manoel, the man who adopted Beethoven from Muttville –

“Fuzziwan Kenobi. Ludfuzz von Biscuit. Sir Marshmellow McFuzzybutt. These are some of the monikers that have been affectionately bestowed on Beethoven, an extremely fuzzy, gentle 13 year old senior dog I adopted from Muttville a few months ago. He is deaf, mostly blind, has bad skin, hind legs that are pretty shot, and cancer.

I wasn’t sure about getting a dog, but had decided that, with the prospect of taking care of aging parents and maybe children someday, that it was time to learn to take care of something that couldn’t take care of itself. But I also knew that I didn’t have much time or energy to devote to playing or exercising a young frisky dog, and I didn’t have the money for a lot of care. But I knew I could give an old dog a warm, safe, restful home for his final months (years?). So Beethoven was perfect, since his favorite activity is sleeping.

I was really happy dealing with Muttville. Stephanie, his foster mom has been helpful and generous with her time and advice, and Sherri Franklin has been most generous in subsidizing his medication and grooming.

Beethoven has given me connections and insights that previously weren’t there. I know so many more of my dog-loving neighbors and everyone from society ladies to homeless people are always delighted to give LvB (I insist he’s named after the composer NOT the movie) a head scratch and some cooing love.

My girlfriend recently adopted a young frisky overweight dog, and watching these two dogs learn to get along has been a wonderful, bonding “coparenting” experience.

Mostly Beethoven has made me look at my own aging father with renewed empathy. I see how much Beethoven was once a proud, beautiful lion, and how he can’t do what he once could as a young pup: navigate stairs, play catch. I see him trying to keep up with the younger dogs, and I see my own father’s struggles with his diminished capacities. Beethoven reminds me of a dignified old college professor or Shakespearean actor who, in his old age, had to move to the Tenderloin, but still insists on wearing a bow tie every morning!

I must confess that getting an older dog was also a way of easing into dog ownership. I wanted to see how I would like it, and reasoned, perhaps morbidly, that if i didn’t really take to it, a dog in his condition would not be around for 10 more years. Silly me, I am now of course, head over heels in love with him, and I know it will break my heart when the time comes for him to sleep for the last time. But I know he will live the rest of his days in a comfortable safe place, and I want to thank everyone at Muttville for the combination retriever-bernese-chow-buffalo-camel-lion ball of fur that is snoozing in my living room as I write this.”

05.10.10

Beethoven's Success Story

Written by our star foster mom, Stephanie -

“It has been a wonderful experience to witness Beethoven’s beautiful transformation from a defeated dog who had lost the wag in his tail to this proud boy who bravely marched his way over to the opposite end of the spectrum of happiness. As soon as he stepped paw through Muttville’s doors and was reintroduced to love and proper care, this amazing change began to take place. His tail gradually started to move back and forth again, he regained that sparkle in those soulful eyes and out arose a deep and profound gentleness. Soon after his triumphant victory over the heartworms that had infested his neglected body, we discovered that he was living with cancer. But by then, he had found his happy again and this precious soul was determined to land himself that forever home. And after many months of waiting patiently, he crossed paths with this special someone who has taken him under his wing in an extraordinary act of kindness and love. A living symbol of resiliance, Beethoven finally got his…”

05.05.10

Success Story Frankie is Muttville's Latest Celebrity

Little Frankie, rescued by Muttville 2 years ago and adopted a year ago by volunteer Patty Stanton, is a rising star these days! His first claim to fame was his role in Muttville’s signature video called “The Story of Muttville”. A year later, he was cast as a dog dancing student in the soon-to-be-released family movie, “Doggie Boogie”. This past April, he completed a photo shoot as one of five doggy models for Waghearted Lifestyle Company, a locally-based dog apparel company. And this month, he is featured in the June issue of Dog Fancy Magazine in an article called “Shelter to Star: Frankie on the Dance Floor”. And let’s also not forget that he is one of the lucky mutts photographed with our “Mutt Mom”, Sherri Franklin, in the May issue of Family Circle!

What’s next for our little star? I guess we’ll just have to ask his talent agent!

05.03.10

Smokey hangs out in the East Bay

A few days after picking up Smokey and posting him all over my facebook, I received a mesasge from one of our grant writers saying that she, her lovely wife, breathtaking pit bull and kitty-kat would like to meet Smokey.

Oooh my Smoke, so soon? Sometimes it happens this way. Sometimes the dance lasts months – sometimes it lasts days.

We met at my local dog park, me and the girls and the pit bull (not the cat). Everyone was on their best behavior, no problems, easy peasy, lemon squeezy. They picked up Smokey the next day and have had him for a few days. Now they’re on their 2 week trial.

Did you know that Muttville offers a 2 week trial period? This is where you take home a dog that you’re interested in for 2 weeks, and if at any point during that period you realize that the pup is not a match for your lifestyle or household, you can return him. We want to work together with you to find your perfect match. We know you’ve come to Muttville to find your companion, and we want to play matchmaker.

Often this trial period is the most important for other animals in the house. In Smokey’s case, we just want to make sure that mutt, pit bull and cat all get along.

So far so good! Here’s Smokey, who now goes by “Smoke$” (because he lives in Oakland) practicing his model pose. Check out how attractive his legs look in this one! I need a picture of me like that.

04.30.10

He's not sensitive - he's an artist

I picked up Smokey from Sherri’s house this past Tuesday.

I had read his profile on the Muttville website before meeting him, which described him as senstive. I was prepared for whatever that meant.

In practice, it meant he sat obediently but nervously in the car on the ride back to my house, and avoided eye contact at all costs. It meant he didn’t eat for almost 2 days. It meant that he clung to everything – me, the walls, the couch.

After a few days of my routine, which involves a walk in the morning, me going to work from 9-5, coming home and going to my local dog park for a real romp, Smokey and I were a pretty bonded pair. He stayed tightly at my heel off-leash. He came to me when I called him at the dog park (ah, the benefits of a senior dog, they know some manners!). He still seemed “sensitive”... shy, subdued, introverted. But every day he was better, less tense, more sure that I was there to help, more confident to spread out on the couch rather than curl up tightly in a ball.

A friend of mine had the opportunity to meet Smokey on Tuesday night when he first came to live with me, and then came over again today, 5 days later, for a walk to the ice cream store.

“Does he seem better?” I asked. “I feel he is better. But he is very sensitive.”

And my friend laughed, “He’s not sensitive – he’s an artist!”

Oh… how right he was. And how perfectly this fits into what I’ve been trying to share with you.

Smokey is an artist. The way in which he engages with life is art. Smokey is like an art gallery – he changes, he grows, he adapts to what his audience needs, he blossoms, he flowers.

This is true for all Muttville dogs. They are little walking art projects, and while we can mold some behaviors, each of them is a living, breathing artwork to be cherished and admired. Some of us are art collectors – some of us have just one piece.

Adopt a dog today – because you are an artist as well. The medium here is love.

04.26.10