On last week's post, it was a bit strange to read comments asking ,"Wow is that photo with your dog and Cadel real or Photoshopped?" O.K. peeps, I know I Photoshop a bit. And I use all sorts of filters on the camera and in software programs to enhance the photos. But seriously: I'm not that talented. I […]
Oh my God! Why is the Winner of the 2011 Tour de France and 2011 Tour of Romandie, Cadel Evans pointing at me as he’s rolling up to the start of the 2012 Tour of Romandie?
"Um, Princess, you're sitting on my foot." Four years ago, he was the house bully. Yet, it took only two nights, with only positive efforts, to teach him not to bully her for her dinner. It was such a powerful lesson, that each night after that, he would finish his dinner and seek me out searching for his praise for doing the […]
Can you believe I have to take a 40-minute plane ride just to get a decent pizza? At least the view never gets old.
Dog lovers generally like or love Loki when they first meet him. They're fooled by his charm. Even Bernard, our kennel keeper, had a mile-wide smile the first day he met him. "He's well-trained," he said. But that was before he chose to live with the whacka-cracker while we vacation. The last time we picked up the dogs after […]
Mr. Wild Dingo left for China yesterday and he forgot to put his beloved leather boots in the closet.
I just spent 7 days with the man in Provence. And now he heads to China tonight. Business travel sucks.
Last week, I posted a photo of yet another book mastication on Facebook. Hours later, I went downstairs and found one of Mr. Wild Dingo's brand new leather flip flops, torn apart. So he threw it away when he got home. We went out to dinner that night and came home to find that his […]
"It is better to do nothing, than to be busy doing nothing." I've had this knot in my stomach all week knowing I'd have to leave the cracker and the criminal at Bernard's doggie spa and camp this week. Bernard was fairly exhausted by Loki's crackery on the last stay. There are so many great […]
I looked like the total American trying to walk into a Coop Supermarket on Thursday evening at 5:30 p.m. Nothing was open. I should have known better. It was Holy Thursday. Switzerland basically shuts almost down everything from Thursday night to Tuesday morning. So if you're out of milk, you almost have to suffer for 4 […]