Nov 202012
 
Forest Friend

Often on our  forest walks in Lully and Morges, we would meet this lone gentleman soaking his feet in the river or walking the trails. He was a kind man, who always complimented the dogs. Especially since whenever we saw him from a distance, I’d recall the dogs so they wouldn’t bother him. Only, he [...]

Nov 052012
 
Once in a Lullaby

We’ve been home in California for a few days now and already back in our usual routine. Oddly, the thing that was the hardest to adapt to in Switzerland, the lack of commercialism on Sunday’s, is the thing that is giving me the biggest reverse culture shock. The car dealer was open late on Saturday night [...]

Oct 292012
 
These Open Doors

By the end of this week, we’ll be living back at our home in California. I’m looking forward to things like the dog door, soft water, reverse osmosis drinking water, Mexican food, Japanese food, clothes shopping, stores open at reasonable hours and my old yoga studio. Not to mention food labels in English and not having to [...]

Oct 282012
 
On y va!

“Princess, Mom’s calling. Let’s go!” “Did she say adventures? Woo know, I’m all about the adventures!”

Oct 212012
 
I See London, I see France...

“Well, you’re half right Big Boy. That would be France behind us. But if the next words out of your mouth are about my jodhpurs, you’ll be seeing the moon—up close.”

Oct 192012
 
Voluptuous is the New Skinny

“Hi ya Sweetstuff! You sure are cute!” While yesterday’s post pointed out how dogs recognize their own breed, today’s post recognizes that you just can’t help who you fall for. Gun, the Tervuren, had a special interest in Juno.

Oct 182012
 
Breedist

Ever notice if your dog recognizes his kind? Juno always cries when she sees another Northern breed. But Loki surprises me because he’s a mixed breed: Formosan and German Shepherd. Since we don’t meet many Formosan’s in Switzerland (ok none) his tendency is naturally toward German Shepherds. But I’m 100% certain, his favorite breed to [...]

Oct 152012
 
Limits and Liberties

The past two years have been a huge exercise of balance between limits and liberties.  The two of my dogs have different limits and knowing them is key to giving them the liberties that they’ve earned in a safe way.

Oct 112012
 
Swiss High Speed Trains

“Princess, this train sure looks fun. I wonder how fast it goes?” “Trust me Big Boy. There’s a lot more horse power in my Siberian jodphurs than that Swiss version of the TGV.”

Sep 232012
 
Size Matters

“Princess, that chateau sure looks inviting.” “That’s right, Big Boy. Finally a dog house perfectly sized for barbarian ears.”

Sep 122012
 
Such Great Heights

Well, I made it back to Zermatt.  Mr. Wild Dingo and I have been traveling all summer but I was able to squeeze in one more quick weekend trip to Zermatt. And you know what? I’m still not done here.

Sep 042012
 
Mine

When I first adopted Loki, his foster gave me a list of words and commands he understood. “Mine” was one of them.  Basically, he understood the difference between what belonged to her and what he could have. Like most GSDs, Loki enjoys possessing things but never puts up a fight when told something doesn’t belong to him. And [...]

Aug 182012
 
Passage de la Torture

“I want to ride the Vallée du Joux and go STRAIGHT up the Col du Marchairuz,” said I, feeling full of piss and vinegar last week. I’ve ridden the steep side (there’s also an easier side) of the Col du Marchairuz two times two years ago when I was much too sick to even attempt it. The good [...]