Last week we celebrated Juno's 3rd anniversary of adoption and her 4th birthday! We were coming home from Istanbul so we delayed celebrations until the weekend.

"What do you think Princess? We're working dogs. Shouldn't we lend the farmers a paw with the harvest?" "Big boy, my definition of work includes compensation. I don't see any treats. I'll pass."  

Yes it's what you think it is. In May, Vaud had an expo of apprentice confectioners. The theme was haute couture. Now this is my idea of good fashion.

It's that time of year in Switzerland. The farms roll up their balls of hey and stack them neatly in the fields. I was fascinated the first time I saw it. I still am.

"Princess, avert your eyes!" I don't know what it is, but there's a high degree of PDA in Switzerland. Not just among teenagers. I didn't notice the couple making out in back of the dogs until I processed the images on the computer. This was the least explicit photo of their activities. We may be […]

"Read the Nordic dog hand book. No snow? No trot."

No day is so bad that can't be fixed with a nap. Don't you just want to pull on those ears? I know I do.

"Why yes, I'd be delighted to look pretty and walk while you hand me some treats." Mr. Wild Dingo and Juno head out for some tricks and training time. As usual, Juno is delighted for one-on-one time with him. But then the inevitable happens.

"I can do this with my eyes closed!" She's an entirely different dog from her first days and months with us where she showed no interest in training, or tricks and least of all, Mr. Wild Dingo. Now, nothing makes her happier than when Mr. Wild Dingo pulls out the training treats. She puts on […]

This is the face of a Siberian husky when you won't share any fresh cherries with her. "I'll find a way to pay you back. When you least expect it."