“Hmmm…a presie from the RH. I can smell his easily-swayed-by-jodhpurs-slobbery-self all over this parcel!”

“Is that for moi? Oh Mango Man! Oh Yeah!”

“Come to momma stuffie. We have some work to do!”

“Oh and he wrote some words. Whatever could his relentlessly large and easy-to-suds mouth have to say?”

“Yup, you’re right Mango. Your momma is visually impaired. It has nothing to do with your easy-to-see self.”

“This cookie is a bit stale. I’ll just stick it on the ‘fridge so I can wake up to his relentlessly handsome mug every day.”

“And it’s mine! Allllll MINE!”

“Hey Principessa, it looks like the RH didn’t forget me either!”

“Oh my dawg! My FAVORITE!  A tug rope!  How did he know?”

“Nee Ner Nee Nerrrr! I got a presie too!”
“Oh no you dit’ent. You paw that over this minute!”

“No way Princess. You have your own.”
“Whatever. At least I have my jodhpurs. And we all know the RH loves him some floofy jodhpurs.”

Ahhh…don’t worry Mango! Two is always better than one! Right?

“Let me show you how to properly play with this toy Retardo.”

“Ditto, sugar lips. Two can play at this game.”

“See you get the plastic part in your jaws and…”

“aaahhh… the sweet heavenly sensation of a good plastic chew! RH sure knows how to make a girl swoon.”

“I’ll work on the stuffie-ectomy in this corner.”

“Big boy, didn’t you read the contract when I moved in? What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.”

And the stuffie lived happily never after.

Thank you Mango for your awesome contest this year and the presies! Loki and Juno had lots of fun. They both felt the contest was not only professionally managed but fun to participate in! They will be back next year!

“Whatchya got there Daddy-O?”

“Looks like I got my pressie for my placing at Mango Minster cupcake!”

“Hey mom, do me a solid and open this thing!”

“Cool! It’s a calendar with a hot little doggie named Twinkie.”
“Typical. You get a pressie for being insane, and I get nothing for being a good sport.”

“Wow. Twinkie’s quite the looker!”

“But there’s something very familiar about her…”

“I just can not put my nose on what it is that is so familiar about her!”

“She’s one-eighth (divided by 2) my size!”

“Breathtaking! I shall call her … Mini Me.”

Thank you Twinkie! We love our calendar!

Loki, I have some news:

“Ut oh cupcake. This sounds serious.”
“Retardo, I can get us, err, me, out of anything with my cute and wiggly ways.”

No, it’s nothing to be concerned about. I have some good news!  Loki won the Readers Choice award for Cracker Dog Insane Dog at Mango Minster!

“Whoopie! I won something! Whooo hoo! People like me!”

“Pipe down Daddy-O. Like, 87 million people on the Internet just thinks you’re cracked-up, just like I always said. Like we should be surprised?”
“I’m not listening to you!”

Well, there’s more! Norwood, the Esteemed CDIT Judge chose Loki as second place in the Cracker Dog Insane Terrier category!

“Woooo wee! A judge liked me too! That means I MUST be good cuz judges are like really wise and stuff!”

“Wait a minute… I’m a TERRIER?”
“Sigh. Mom, where did you pick up this doofus anyway?”

No Loki, you’re not a terrier. But you were cracker insane enough to compete in that group. And the readers and obviously the judge think so too!

So Loki, what do you think about the winner, Taffy? 

“Dude, I can’t hold a candle to this cracker-dog-insantity!”

Wild Dingo thanks Mango Minster and all the awesome terriers who let us join their group for the fun and games. Secretly blog world (and don’t tell Loki or Juno) but Wild Dingo has always wished for a terrier. A cute Carin, a Yorkie, or even better, a Jack Russel Terror, err, Terrier.  So it was such an honor to compete among the crackerieness!

Loki thanks the readers and his chief campaign supporter Sugar Sweet. One day cutie-pants, he’ll take you on a date!

WD: Loki, now that you’ve won the Reader’s Choice award for Cracker Dog Insane Terrier at Mango Minster, what are you going to do now?
LJS: I’m going to do what Princepessa tells me to do!

Sigh. That’s my boy.

Loki, Juno and I have known Sugar for a while now and met on the Internet when Sugar’s mom, Crazy Lady, commented on this post because we shared the same breed of dog: a Formosan Mountain Dog. Loki and Sugar had similar temperaments thus, Sugar’s mom, Crazy Lady and I commiserated. But over the last two years, the two of us prevailed and have watched each other’s dogs grow into wonderful…cough, cough… wonderful, well-behaved canine citizens.

When Crazy Lady first shared with me her health issues, at the time mainly seizures, she said something about Sugar going berzerk just before one of them. I think I can safely say that I planted the seed that Sugar was alerting and that she needed to get her trained and certified and ASAP, because Sugar can work and that’s what Formosan Mountain dogs do best. They are “busy” dogs and love to work.

Well, Crazy Lady got Sugar trained and certified, but above what I ever dreamed. I only expected this little doggie to tell Crazy Lady when she was going to have a seizure so Crazy Lady could make herself safe. But she does so much more! This little doggie is so strong, she carries like 387 lbs of Crazy Lady’s medicines and purse items. Crazy Lady must have a lot of lipstick because I refuse to believe she has 386 lbs of medicines. It just can’t be.

Sugar also acts like a cane for Crazy Lady! Huh? How in the world does a  30-something pound dog hold up a PERSON? All I can surmise from having a similar cracked-up, err, I mean, highly-work-motivated Formosan dog with lots of muscles is that Sugar is built for strength and can probably hold up about 787 lbs if she had to. Between you and me, I see Sugar at Gold’s Gym pumping iron in the wee hours of the morning while Crazy Lady is still asleep.  Geesh, that dog NEVER stops working!

And there’s brains behind all that brawn that Sugar carries.  Sugar can alert and get help for Crazy Lady’s seizures. Personally, I think Sugar Sweet is far more qualified than any of the required quacks, I mean, doctors that Crazy Lady has been forced to see in the “system.”  If you don’t believe me, read here or here.

You know what’s even more amazing about Sugar? Before she met Crazy Lady, she was tossed away in Taiwan. On the streets. Abandoned. Alone, starving. Somebody didn’t want her. She had been trained as it was obvious she knew some commands. But someone intentionally threw this dog away, like useless trash.

When Sugar met Crazy Lady, she was shy and frightened but she blossomed into a wonderful companion pet. When life took an unexpected rough turn for Crazy Lady’s health, Sugar rose to the occasion and quickly grew into exactly what Crazy Lady needed to live safely, and sanely!

Can you believe how lucky Crazy Lady is to get a dog like this? Thousands of dollars are spent on training medical service and seizure alert dogs yearly and fate dropped her in Crazy Lady’s lap.

Sugar is not only fulfilling her destiny of being an outstanding working dog, but she is living proof of how a discarded then rescued dog can not only blossom into a loving companion pet but into an invaluable partner.

Visit Sugar Sweet’s blog to read more about her. But for now, she needs your vote, so go to Mango Minster Hard Working Girls and vote for Sugar Sweet NOW!

WD: Congratulations on your win of the Reader’s Choice for Good Sport Dogs category at Mango Minster Juno Belle!
JBJ: Thank you. Thank you very much. I’d like to thank The Mango for hosting this wonderful contest and the sponsors for offering up wonderful prizes. I’d also like to thank my whipping boy, Loki J. Starling, for making it so easy to be a “good sport” around a cracker insane dog like himself. I’d like to thank all the Readers who supported me. And I’d also like to thank Sugar Sweet a huge supporter and “get out the vote” promoter to the show. Without Sugar Sweet, many would have never known of my challenging lifestyle that has made me the “good sport” I am today. 

Sugar will be showing in the Hard Working Dogs at Mango Minster and we can’t wait to see her entry!

WD: What about your manager? Do you want to thank her?
JBJ: No. Nope. Not at all. I most certainly do not want to thank her. If I didn’t have her, I wouldn’t be forced into such a deplorable state of being a “good sport.” I mean seriously, Siberians doing obedience? Siberians doing “sit pretty” on a plank? Siberians doing pilates? Siberians sitting in box and doing tricks? Siberians don’t do these things. Nope. My manager puts me in these situation against my will and her better judgement. I didn’t really have a choice but to be a good sport. She deserves no thanks. But, I’m a Sibe and I go where the foodables are, so I may as well capitalize on it!

WD: Did you notice how hot the competition was in the polls?
JBJ: Why yes, I did. I was really impressed with both competitors tolerating of their ridiculous costumes. I’m in total awe of Dory’s incredible sportiness in that silly squirrel costume. I know I wear a LOT of costumes and endure a LOT of torture, but I think Dory’s costume would have put me over the edge and made me a bad sport! I think she could rightfully have won this contest, paws down.

WD: Do you think you deserve the reader’s choice award for “good sport?”
JBJ: Is this a rhetorical question? The Readers have spoken. I mean seriously. Let’s look back of my life here at Wild Dingo. It isn’t a charming life.

First there’s the Costuming and Modeling in underpaid and uncomfortable situations as shown here:

“I’m hotter than a 2-dollar pistol!”

And here:

 ”I don’t do Mardi Gras crowns. But I’ll take that King Cake in your plate!”

“Seriously? Feathers? On a Siberian? Inconceivable!”

Then there’s the Physical Torture here:

“Um ladies? Siberians and water are like Oil and Vinegar. Catch my drift?”

And here:

“Physical Therapy? Phooey. This is Physical Torture!”

I am a  24/7 neck biting recipient for the cracker GSD/FMD Loki.

 ”Just what every Siberian needs. A cracker insane FMD attached to her neck 24/7.”

I was a good hostess to a cracker Rat Terrier who was only after one thing:

 a peek under my jodhpurs!

The ENDLESS obedience training. I mean Sibes JUST DON’T DO OBEDIENCE. HELLOOOOO?!?

The Escalator riding. Ok that one is a fun one for Sibes who like to exert minimal effort in getting from A to B.

The trick training and box games where the FMD touches me while I sit in a box. Like a Siberian NEEDS to do more than look gorgeous to get a delicous foodable? Appalling!

And who can forget how my body was shamelessly used, without my consent, on the cover of PlayPup?

Sheesh, do I need to point out any more reasons why the readers chose me for Good Sport Doggie?

WD: What did you think about Judge Moose’s pick for Good Sport Winner, Cookie?
JBJ: Dude. I’m only a “good sport” because of circumstance. I think you all know I could have easily been a good contender for “bad sport.”  That Cookie doggie? Dude, she’s above Good Sport. She went out of her way to help her human sister get a good grade on some school project. That’s not “Good Sport.” That’s “Super Ego-less, Saintly Good Sport.”  Ya, Moose did good in his picks. I also liked his pick for third place, Frankie. That dude has some issues, but he’s such a great sport about them. I don’t know if I could handle all those freaky snowmen dudes around the house during Christmas season. He’s pretty darn sporty about that. And I sure like the way he eats antlers. And in second, Zack. I mean seriously.  Who could resist a sweet labradude like him?

WD: What did you think of Mr. Wild Dingo entering your category?
JBJ: No comment.

WD: Awe come on. This is juicy information. Enquiring minds want to know!
JBJ: Alright. But I want this OFF the record. At first, I was not pleased with Mr. Wild Dingo’s entry. But I thought about it and realized that guy is ALWAYS hanging around me. No matter how much I try to rebuke him.  I huff at him. I run away from him. Yet he takes me to training and continues to pet and please me with delicious foodables. He can’t help hanging around a gorgeous creature such as myself. And when I put myself in his paws, err, shoes, well, it just made sense that he enter the category as his way of supporting me. I have to admit, it was really creepy seeing him in Key West. It certainly put a damper on my fun at the Garden of Eden “collars optional” joint.  Kind of like inviting your dad to a keg party on a University campus. It’s just not right. (Click Pict to Bigify the party pooper.)

Editor’s Note: We’re pretty sure Sibes don’t know the difference between On the Record or Off the Record, therefore we believe it is entirely appropriate to publish her comments.

WD: So now that you won the Readers Choice Good Sporty Dog contest at Mango Minster, what are you going to do next?
JBJ: I’m going to Switzerland!

Naturally first we thought of the Herding category since he is half German Shepherd, but the only photo we could find was this:

But lets face it. Loki would take one look at a sheep and run in the opposite direction. So herding was out.

Then we considered the Hard Working category. After all, Loki’s new trainer likes to call him a “busy” dog. He loves to work. Give him a job (except maybe herding sheep) and he’ll go right to it. He’ll pick up sticks, he’ll find my keys, he’ll entertain the crowds with his talking routine while he performs “bang,” “bow” and “where’s my dog?” But recently, he’s been working really hard at become a search dog so we dug out a few of his search photos:

Yes, that’s Loki actually catching the scent of his target. And working really hard to get to him fast before his target dies or, worse, eats Loki’s treats.

And here is is finding his target, completely relieved he isn’t dead and that indeed his payment hasn’t been eaten by his target for survival. Afterall, his target was officially lost for 5 minutes. You never know if they’ll get hungry enough to finish the goodies.

But Hard Working is too easy of a category for Loki, so we turned to Sporting. Here are a few photos of Loki being a Good Sport:

This is Loki in his Mardi Gras King costume. I’d say he’s a very good sport about wearing costumes. Especially since two years ago, he would have bitten me if I tried to put a hat or boa on him. I can’t blame him. That boa totally makes his butt look big.

Here’s Loki going for his second place at a friendly school competition. He’s a pretty good sport about taking second place to a cracked-out border collie.

And here’s Loki looking very SPORTY in a SPORTS car. No more words needed here.

But since Juno is competing in the Sporting Category, Loki didn’t want to compete against her (after all, that wouldn’t be very sporting of him) so we decided to enter him in the Cracker Dog Insane Terrier category. Granted, he’s NOT a Terrier. But above all, working, sporty, herding, Loki is completely, undisputably, without a doubt, cracker-insane. All his trainers, his friends and his dog friends would gladly sign a petition stating that Loki is a Certifiable Cracker Dog Insane. And there are so many photos of him being cracker insane. But which to choose?

This one is obviously cracker. The facial expression, the toofers, the ears back. He looks like he’s about to hand out a can of whoop-ass on poor Juno (who looks innocent, but let me assure you, she’s not). But the lack of props in this photo made it a “no” for the entry.

Then there’s this shot:

In this photo, Loki’s showing his poker cracked-out face. His fierceness rates high on the Norwood scale: toofers are in full view, lips pulled back, ears pulled back, pupils dialatedand body and tail stiff.  His prop of choice: Juno. Ya, I’d say he’s totally cracked out here. He totally inhaled if you know what I mean. His athletic prowess ranks high as you can see his muscles work to catch and hold down a Siberian Husky.  Juno as you can see is not duped by his cracked-out behavior. Her tail is gently swooshed around him and is purposely exposing her husky neck for the bite. The context shows he’s desperately in need of either strong medication or an exorcism. It’s hard to say which.

Which reminded us of Loki’s early cracker days with his best dog-park buddy, Travis, the Belgian Malinois:

“Hey Travis, you want a piece of me?”
“What’s that Loki? I can’t heeeaaarrr you!”

“Biting isn’t a disease. It’s a symptom!”

“Oh no you di’ent!”

“I got chunks of guys like you in my poop!”

It was a difficult choice, but we settled on the photo below for his entry photo:

Athletic prowess: check. He doesn’t even need Air-Jordens to jump this high, catch and de-stuff his prop. Facial expression: check. Loki’s googly eyes and firm bite on the prop tells us not to frack with this cracker. When it comes to tug, the context is never in question. It’s always, “the devil made me do it.”  When you offer Loki a tug, his eyes will glaze over, you know his other personality has taken over. His frontal lobe will freeze and his hind brain grows instantly 4 times in size. No medication in the world will stop him from obsessing for the tug. You could give him a bottle of valium chased with a bottle of Jack Daniels and drop a piano on his head and he’ll still bite his target tug. That makes him cracker insane.

Photo Entry: Loki Cracker for Tug
Name: Loki J. Starling
Gender: Male, duh. Look at his big muscles and teeny brain!
Group: Cracker Dog Insane (not) Terrier
Breed: German Shepherd Formosan Mountain Cracked Up Dog
Bloggy Address: http://www.wilddingo.com
Peemail: loki“at” wilddingo.com

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Finally Wild Dingo would like to submit one more entry for Mango Minster:

Photo Entry: Mr. Wild Dingo and the Cone of Shame
Name: Mr. Wild Dingo
Gender: Male
Group: Sporty
Breed:Human Doggie
Bloggy Address: http://www.wilddingo.com
Peemail: stuart“at” wilddingo.com

I know. This goes against our rules of entering more than one pack member in the same category. He doesn’t expect to win. But really, Mr. Wild Dingo was a good sport in supporting Juno through her mysterious illness in November and he donned the dreaded “Cone of Shame” just to make her feel better. I’d say that’s a pretty good sport. Mr. Wild Dingo is a bit ugly for a typical dog, but hey, I refer to him as a dog many times when he behaves like a naughty fella. So we’d like to submit him for the heck of it. Maybe he’ll get a consolation prize.

The first category we thought of was the Non-Sporty category. I think woo all know that Juno can be a, um, bad doggie. The photos speak for themselves I think.

Grumpy.

Destructive.

Passive-Aggressive

Postal.

Gassy.

But we realize that was too obvious and easy of a category for a Siberian. I mean after all, she’s the epitome of a bad sport right? So we decided to make it super challenging for her. As we recently learned there are two sibes, err …  sides to every coin. The opposite of a bad sport, must be a good sport, right? And surely she must have some good sportyness in her. So here are Juno’s photo considerations for the Sporty Dog Category:

What some don’t know is that Juno is accomplished in Siberian Tango, a style of tango that has matured into its own right along with Argentine Tango, Ballroom Tango and Finnish Tango. Surprisingly the Ballroom Dance Association has yet to fully acknowldege Siberian Tango.

Juno’s favorite time of year is Mardi Gras and she enjoys dressing up in traditional colors. Of course for a Sibe, every day is Mardi Gras.

As we all know, Juno recently started Siberian Pilates to build up her core strength. Her best display of sport is the Juno Mind Trick, which she can do on any obstacle as demonstrated above.

She’s so sporty, she can even do her athletics while injured:

But we chose the photo below to be her entry because Juno shows she can perform the mesmerizing Juno Mind Trick dangerously high in the air on a small plank platform. If she doesn’t win this contest, she has decided to take her show on the road with Cirque du Chien, a new dog circus performing group specializing in dogs who take bribes to do stuff.

Photo Entry: The Juno Mind Trick High-Rise
Name: Juno Belle Jodhpurs
Gender: Duh, Femme Fatale
Group: Sporty Dogs
Breed: Siberians aren’t “dog breeds” but if you must categorize, then Siberian Husky
Bloggy Address: http://www.wilddingo.com
Peemail: juno “at” wilddingo.com

It was a pure coincidence that 2 BT’s were runner ups in the

Here’s what Isabelle, Hubble’s Maman wrote recently of her delicious pressie:

“We have received our yummilicious treats, and the Bougalou Bear, generous host that he is, had to invite his friends Mc Intosh the gourmand
Golden and Megan the lissome Lhassa for a taste. The bloody beasts, er I mean beauteous hounds, immediately ganged up on me and demanded that treats be handed out NOW. I shan’t testify to it in court but I could swear Mc had a gun hidden somewhere in all that winter fur. Not that it was necessary of course; all the B. Bear had to do was to threaten to let go with a particularly fuliginous B-Terrierorist fart and I was quite ready to roll over!

 In typical BT fashion, The Bougalou Bear is not overly found of winter outdoor exertion, and that’s quite the understatement believe you me, and has therefore requested that his pantylons be made into lounging gear for luxuriating before the fire-place. Should it prove too troublesome, however, he will be more than happy to wear them with his snazzy coat for the roughly 90 seconds/day he actually spends outside in the winter time.”

No problem Isabelle, we made BB’s jodhpurs multi-purpose for indoors as well as outdoors in that dreadful snow!

Indoors, BB can lounge by the fire or patrol for pesky squirrels in high fashion Jodhpurs by Juno-Belle!

Outdoors, BB can keep his bootay warm in style! Jodhpurs by Juno-Belle work especially well with many textures, such as this leather snow vest.

Hubbles (BB) was delighted to share his salmon paws with his pals. Can’t you just see the delight and generosity in his face? His other pals look tres disappointed in his ficticious generosity. 

Mac was a fairly simple fella to fit. He didn’t squirm or wiggle while I pinned and shortened, and shortened again and again to get his jodhpurs to fit just right.  He was a very patient model.

 ”Do these Jodhpurs make my butt look cute?”
Ah, Mack, your butt was already too cute for words. Ya, the Jodhpurs add some style, but go au-natural when you can. Be yourself. Maybe put them on in winter months!

Thanks for playing Hubbles and Mack. I’m so glad you liked your Salmon Paws!

Now Lets Get Serious about Hope.

You all know how strongly I feel about rescuing dogs. Both my dogs are rescues. I don’t have any issues with people buying a breeded dog from a reputable breeder, but I do have problems with pet store animals and obviously puppy mills, so I strongly urge people to resuce. It’s one of the most rewarding experiences. Anyone who wants to really understand how far a naughty dog can come, just click on Loki’s archives and read about my struggles with him in the very beginning.  Working with a dog of any kind of challenge, behavioral or physical, can be a rewarding experience. Vicky of AHAN, Loki’s rescue organization wrote to me a few weeks ago about Hope, a blind golden retriever rescued by a foster parent, Jean, who has given so much to time and money to Hope and Hope has made wonderful progress.

Hope was frail, thin and almost dead when Jean found her and through her diligant care, is so much stronger and almost ready for adoption. You can read Hope’s beautiful story here. Hope still needs medical care for. If you would like to donate money to Hope’s cause, please click on the AHAN donation icon here and type in “For Hope’s mecial costs” in the Pay Pal message box. And lets all give a little hope to our local rescues whenever we can in time or money and hope that we will see less animal suffering in the New year.

Loki & Juno give wags and wiggles to everyone who gives to Hope and gives hope to dogs in need.

Wild Dingo is relocating from Northern California to Luasanne, Switzerland. I know. Insane. I can’t even freaking believe it myself. To answer the obvious: YES we can bring our dogs, with no quarantine.  That was the fist thing we thought about before we even considered the move.

Next question: Yes, it’s because Mr. Wild Dingo’s job is transferring him. Actually, he recommended himself for the new position in August, but a transfer from the U.S. to a Europe office takes a long time so we never really knew until Thanksgiving, when he returned home from a visit out there. That day he needed a beer.

Next question: Yes, we’re keeping our newly built mountain home. The transfer is temporary for two or three years. Which will fly by in a blink of an eye I’m sure.

Next question: We think the move won’t happen for two or three months. Though Mr. Wild Dingo’s new boss wants him to start immediately. So he’ll most likely be gone a lot until we move.

Next question: Yes, I’m working on paperwork and passports for Loki and Juno so they can travel easily throughout Europe. I mean, what else am I going to do there, work? Silly readers. Wild Dingo barely works as it is. Or at least, that’s what Mr. Wild Dingo says.  No instead, we’ll be working with a tutor (and not Dex’s tutor thank dog!). But this tutor will help us learn better French. We already speak it, but we want to speak it so they understand us. It’d be nice not to get pointed at and hear “silly American!” And my other activities there will be hopefully, dog training Loki in a sport, as well as day and weekend travel trips, Amelie-style with postcards of the two in famous places. Well, that’s the plan. Nothing ever goes to plan. I mean, we didn’t “plan” to move to Switzerland, did we?

Now for the Winners!

First, thank you all for playing my silly game. It was too fun and I hope to do more like it in the future. You all made me giggle every day and in this day, in this time, that is no small feat. So you are all winners in my book. And for that, Planet Blue Dog asked me to pass on this PAWESOME discount of 10% off if you mention the code: HOWLIDAYS.

The Winner of the Contest was Darwin of The Evolution of Darwin!

Darwin Won:

Chase It…Dogs Love It!
Fun for puppies, dogs, cats and people of all ages. Grab onto the ergonomic handle and move the toy in a circular, zig zag or lunging motion and watch your pets enthusiastic reaction! At first, most pets do not realize a human is activating it. A game of chase has never been this much fun! The toy is attached with a velcro strap and, therefore, is replaceable. The Chase-It collapses (telescopic) to 18″ and extends to about 48″.

Salmon Paws
Human-Grade Wild Salmon caught in the pristine waters of Alaska. Unlike many other salmon treats out on the market today, it is made from 100% Pure Salmon Meat with NO Bones, Fillers or other ingredients. Only the finest salmon is used to hand-make these premium pet treats. You can try it too! It makes an excellent training treat, because it brakes up easily into small pieces without crumbling.

And she also won:

A Pair of Jodhpurs!Designed specifically by Juno Belle Jodhpurs and fit exculsively for Darwin’s size.

Juno Belle Jodhpurs jodhpurs are low maintenance jodhpurs.No laundering and no pressing is required. Just floof, walk and be prepared for the compliments! 

And becuase I’m the boss and can change the rules of the contest, I’m announcing three runner-up winners who made me smile: 

1. The Bougalou Bear from Say What?  Oh my dog, that guess still has me smiling!
2. Dozer & Dotti of also Say What  because lingere in those colors, well, only clowns could get turned on by that.
3. Mack of Mack’s Mess, because he guessed “moving” first, but not the full news. Also because he really seems sad about missing panytloons and jodhpurs, and I’d like to give him a Christmas wish.

Each of you will receive a pouch of Salmon Paws from Blue Planet Dog and a free pair of Juno Belle Jodhpurs jodhpurs.  Please email me at info at wilddingo.com your shipping address and include a photo of your derrière  (that’s French for butt), so I can size them for you!

All of you made me laugh this week. And for those who guessed another puppy or a Swiss mountain dog puppy, you’d have to be crazy to think I’d get myself another dog. I have enough gray hairs. Anyone with more than two dogs in my book is officially whack-a-doo (but my kind of whack-a-doo).   Thank you so much for playing! I’m so glad I can take you with me to Europe via cyberspace!

Loki and Juno have a different idea about saving her jodhpurs and include clue(s) #3 in the Wild Dingo Big News Contest.

“This PT thing doesn’t seem too bad. “

“WTF? I didn’t know getting a bath was part of this deal. Does PT stand for Physical Torture?  Retardo Montalban, come save me!”

“I will save you my friend! I have the just the tools to help you escape. And I will conveniently forget what mom taught us about running with sharp objects.”

“It’s about time you arrived. Do you know how long I’ve been under water? I’m about to drown!”

“Oh Principessa, your jodhpurs don’t look so floofy.”

“I know, right? They say they’re trying to save my jodhpurs but its more like they’re drowing them!”

Later at The Spa:

“Principessa, I’m so happy I was able to save you from that Physical Torture. And now you can rest here at The Whole Pet Vet day spa, and chill out with accupuncture”

“Dude, this place is a spa? Huh? Where are all the refreshments?”

“I mean, a little chesese and crackers sure would make my yin channels flow nicely.”

“Never fear Principessa. I always come prepared to delight you.”

“Retardo, that is so not a good Pinot Noir. And grapes? Are you trying to kill me?”
“Les Femmes. Can’t live with ‘em. Can’t live without ‘em.”

Contest Prize and Rules:

The Prize from Planet Blue Dog:

Chase It…Dogs Love It!
Fun for puppies, dogs, cats and people of all ages. Grab onto the ergonomic handle and move the toy in a circular, zig zag or lunging motion and watch your pets enthusiastic reaction! At first, most pets do not realize a human is activating it. A game of chase has never been this much fun! The toy is attached with a velcro strap and, therefore, is replaceable. The Chase-It collapses (telescopic) to 18″ and extends to about 48″.

Salmon Paws
Human-Grade Wild Salmon caught in the pristine waters of Alaska. Unlike many other salmon treats out on the market today, it is made from 100% Pure Salmon Meat with NO Bones, Fillers or other ingredients. Only the finest salmon is used to hand-make these premium pet treats. You can try it too! It makes an excellent training treat, because it brakes up easily into small pieces without crumbling.

The winner may also receive a gift from one of the clues shown this week.

Rules:

You can’t win if you don’t play!

1. Contestants can enter a guess of what Wild Dingo’s Big Breaking News is, as many times as they’d like in the comments section of Wild Dingo’s posts. The first contestant to guess the breaking news will win but will not be announced until Friday. So if a correct guess was made on Wednesday, it won’t be known until Friday. I know, maybe its silly, but its my contest and I’m the boss.
2. Anybody who actually knows the breaking news can participate but they cannot guess the right answer. Instead, they get to participate in a much more sinister way. They are allowed to make as many silly guesses, completely unrelated to the actual breaking news in order to confuse real contestants.
3.  If there is no winner, the “real” contestant who has the most creative guess, or closest guess, will be the winner.