Juno came home from working Therapy Services with a new fashion accessory. Hey Juno, that Dogmes scarf sure brings out the color in your eyes. "Ain't nothing you can tell me I don't already know."
Juno came home from working Therapy Services with a new fashion accessory. Hey Juno, that Dogmes scarf sure brings out the color in your eyes. "Ain't nothing you can tell me I don't already know."
After three long weeks, Mr. Wild Dingo returned home. Both dogs were ecstatic. Even Juno showered him with kisses and wiggles, though she usually saves them only for me. So yesterday we went on a family walk to the tree farm so we could show Big Daddy how well behaved these two could be off-leash. […]
It's Tree Farm week at Wild Dingo. At the Tree Farm, we run into many friendly peeps and their dogs on the trail. "Come on slackers! I don't have all day! There are squirrels to chase and things to smell!"
Siberian Husky owners, you may want to avert your eyes. Because what you're about to see may give you nightmares and is so horrific it isn't shown on TV. It may raise your blood pressure or even cause heart failure. What you are about to see is shocking, frightening and down right against the […]
He's also a client. That's the last of the husky spring fur recycling program. And just in time. I'm all out of jokes.
Our Loki has a penis the size of "heroic" proportions. For the definition of "heroic proportions" see Michelangelo's David and you'll understand why. (Hint: big muscles=small willy.) "Ya, that's right. I'm the man."
"Hey big boy, you mind if I snuggle my Jodhpurs next to your apple bottom?"