“Princess, Garden Gnomes were a huge hit at the Chelsea Flower Show this year, but these garden gnomes sure are odd looking.”
“They aren’t garden gnomes, Daddy-O, they’re reproductions in metal, of one of your not-so-distant cousins.” Continue reading »
It’s funny. I always thought you saw a lot more by bike than you could by car or by foot. But each has its own merits I see more by foot sometimes, meandering around a flowerbed while the dogs take their time taking in all the scents.
“Lead us not into temptation. We’ll find the way ourselves.”
We interrupt our canine shenanigans to bring you Critter Watch—an educational short—because I like critters. I see a lot of these little fellas hanging out in the dog garden and I wondered why they hung out there. So I did a little googling. Turns out, they like to feed on leaves, mushrooms and animal droppings [...]
Last month, Mr. Wild Dingo installed the on and off ramps to the tree house and raised their flag at full staff. They were dismantled for safety reasons while we were living in Switzerland. Juno was pleased as punch. Lately she enjoys eating her raw bones up there after her morning runs. Both dogs are [...]
“What was that package that came in the mail today,” asked Mr. Wild Dingo. “Oh that was Juno’s backpack. Her physical torturer therapist, Madam Jenny recommended she carry her own water for hikes.”
I don’t say it often enough, but I love this dog more than words can say. Last month, I lost the cracker and criminal on a forest run. Before you panic, I’ll just skip to the end and tell you both were found and everything is OK. And before readers claim “Never let a Sibe [...]
The number of days before she can huff her displeasure at Mr. Wild Dingo once again. But who’s counting?
“When I walk in the spa, this is what I see. Everyone stops and they’re staring at me. I got passion in my jodhpurs and I ain’t afraid to show it.“
“Awe Pop! It’s so darn cute when you try to shoot me! O.K. I’ll play: Please don’t shoot Mister!”
You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi I needed to hear and read this. Yesterday’s tragedy in Boston felt like the cherry on top of the pile of human and animal horrors posted daily [...]
Nothing bonds this team like a bag full of dried chicken.
“That’s right, Internet. I’m back in boot camp to plump up my booty.”
I have no idea why I keep getting poison oak outbreaks all over my arms and neck. Nope. No idea at all.
Every now and then, Mr. Wild Dingo and I will put on an old play list and this song by Tom Waits will play. Every time without fail, one of us will always say, “Maggie’s song.” It was very clear how seasons affected Maggie, especially later in life. In January, her mood and energy would [...]
“WTF did woo do to my Princess Juno?”
“Princess, this crate’s not big enough for two dogs.” About a month or two ago, Loki suddenly developed a deep fear of his crate. He’s gone through highs and lows with his crate but for the most part, he loves his crate, because we played tons and tons of crate games before moving to Switzerland. [...]
“It’s a shame that Mother Nature did not provide humans with the superior dirt-repelling qualities enjoyed by all Siberians.” As usual, Juno has a point. It’s quite amazing—shocking if you will—how clean she stays for the amount of dirt she gets her furry self into. Siberians may be long furred but they stay unusually clean [...]
Juno has a way of letting everyone know that it’s time for a rest. She’s very good at asking politely. Who could refuse that face? And who could refuse such a great idea?
“Princess, gambling is a sure way of getting nothing for something.” “Big Boy, it’s not gambling when you never lose!” We’ve had a strange week and lady luck has not been on our side. The criminal tried to have herself a solo adventure (thankfully the cracker stuck to her like glue) and the cracker [...]