“I swear to Dog, Mom, I didn’t do this to Loki.” It hurts just looking at this picture. Loki is having another round of Limp Tail Syndrome. The vet and I have no idea why. I never saw him injure it. He’s much too sensitive to Juno’s softer play style to really rough handle her to the [...]
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.
That’s the usual tongue-in-cheek comment that follows when you tell the Swiss you’re not Swiss. A year ago, I couldn’t get within 500 feet of a pasture of grazing horses or cows without an explosion of histrionics from Loki. Yesterday, I called them back to me when I saw a horseback rider approach during one of our off-leash [...]
Who knew a quote from Dolly Parton could symbolize my life with Loki so succinctly? Loki is what they call an “edgy” dog, suspicious of many things. And if his anxiety isn’t channeled, you end up with crackery. Living here, in such a diverse environment and exposing him to so much has helped him, and our partnership, more [...]
This weekend we celebrated Loki’s third anniversary with us and his 4th birthday. I’m one of those lame people that combines celebrations. Hey, when everyday is a celebration, who needs to add more, right? The three years have been a tremendous learning curve for all of us. Loki has taught me more than any other [...]
Last week I brought Loki and Juno for a trial test day at Bernard’s kennel. Let’s face it. The place is a dog luxury spa. It has a huge garden to romp in. There are no cages. Dogs have access to the garden and house all day long and they sleep in the house. They [...]
Someone loves his Furminator. ”Do me a solid and make me pretty.”
The Challenge: looking high or looking low. Yesterday’s shoot didn’t go as planned. I was hoping to get some interesting canine snout shots from below. Instead I got this quiet moment while laying on the ground. This is so typical of Loki, talking and leaning on his favorite person.
It’s easy to see why Italians love Loki and why he fits so well into their lively culture. His fine sense of style: “Does this hat make my ears look big?”
Looks like Juno found her Inner Woo!
“Do I look silly in these jodhpurs? I could take them off if you’d like.”
Loki and I want to thank everyone who was worried about his broken wag. But fear not. It’s only temporary. In fact, his tail is already at half-mast and half-wag. He’s still sensitive to touch in that area, but full-mast tail motion is likely by Sunday. Let’s just hope he didn’t have a set back when he [...]
THIS is my magnificent Formosan/German Shepherd dog in all his gorgeousity. Notice the natural position of his tail, held at full-mast 95% of his waking hours. THIS is my sad Formosan/German Shepherd dog with a Limp Tail:
While Juno was at the vets all day yesterday getting an MRI, Loki and I spent some quality time together. It was a 90% off-leash training walk for 2 hours at the farms among plenty of distractions. The weather was gorgeous so there were plenty of people, farm workers, livestock and dog walkers out. He was [...]
Oddly with a title like that, this post is not about Juno! It’s about Loki. Mr. Wild Dingo often comments that I portray Loki as dumb. Then I remind him that it was he who nicknamed him Retardo Montalban. And as much as I’d love to use that name on this blog, I know it [...]
Before we go, Loki and Juno would like to share some memories of their adventures in a town named for cats. “Hey Handsome, how about you and me paint this “cat” town a little canine before we blow out of here?” “Cupcake, you crack the whip, I’ll make trip.”
As Beach Bums continues, we find our lead characters in the throws of drama. “Oh my dawg Princess! There’s a labradoink out there in the big scary waters trying to kill a scary beast!” “We must save him!”
As in WTF is Loki doing in this photo below? “Seriously Big Boy. This is no time to get your Daily Om on!” Ahhh… so that’s what he was doing:
Yesterday was beach day at Wild Dingo. In the 2 years I’ve had the beasts, I don’t know why I have not done anything remotely beach-fun oriented with them. Oh, yeah, I forgot. The cracker. I’ve been wanting to go to a dog friendly beach for a while now to see how they’d like the ocean. [...]
… have pillow fights. “Nothing says “I missed you” like pillow entrails. I cared enough to shred the very best.”
