Juno's Crimes of Mastications

She’s Still Got it!

The other day, I came home to find not one, but two pairs of leather shoes, completely in tact, sitting exactly where I left them,  right under Juno's nose. I thought that maybe she had finally grown out of her mastication crimes and it made me kind of sad. So imagine...

Case Closed

I woke up this morning and discovered one of my Crocs went missing. Never fear Internet! Inspector Jodhpurs was on the case! The crime was solved in a suspiciously expeditious manner. Another capitalistic scheme by a shrewd entrepreneur.  She commits the crime, solves...

Meditation or Mastication?

"As far as I see it, I did you a favor. According to this Yoga Journal, it says that five minutes of meditation per day can decrease stress and improve overall health. Obviously, the editors made a mistake. They meant five minutes of mastication per day. I could even...

Déjà Shu

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...

Green Machine

Many don't know this, but Juno is an avid recycler.  She was happy to discover Switzerland's strict recycling rules, such as separating all plastics, aluminum, glass and cardboard into separate bins. The second week I was here, I made a big faux pas by tossing some...

Husky Hygiene

"Halitosis is a husky faux pas. Would it kill you to buy these in liver flavor?" Here's the latest Siberian mastication at Wild Dingo. For the record, Internet, those are Mr. Wild Dingo's floss sticks. And I trusted him alone with the dogs for five days. Three years...

Oops! She Did it Again!

"Don't blame me. I was just wrapping your present." You all must think I'm staging this for some publicity. You know, bad publicity is better than no publicity. But I'm here to tell you, I lock my stuff up. She recently discovered how to open doors and drawers. And...

Should We Clean This Up?

Or should we just move? This is just a small peak into the tornado that seemed to blow INTO my home the other day. Someone TP'd the downstairs foyer as well. Three rolls of toilet paper unrolled and chewed up along with only one flip-flop. Loki's so disgusted he can't...

Hot Stock Tip

Wild Dingo predicts a bull market in the flip flop industry. Timing: 24-hours after Mr. Wild Dingo finds this latest flip flop mastication. Zappos stock headed for sharp gains. (Sorry Mr. Wild...

A Taste for Leadership

Juno gave us yet another book review. "This book says 'what you cannot enforce, do not command.'  That sounds like good advice, huh Pop?" "It also says a good leader is one who takes a little more than his share of blame." Woah, Mr. Wild Dingo. Are you listening? If...

The Methodology of Shoe Tasting

Recently, I went to a wine tasting in Lausanne. Scratch that. It was a wine appreciation because they served hors d'ouvres with each wine to help understand how wine flavor can be balanced with food. I don't know much about how to taste wine or pair it with food, so...

Soupçons

Last night we went to a French play, Soupçons, directed by our French teacher's son. Our French teacher is delightful. She almost makes me want to be a better student. Soupçons is a play based on the drama Staircase, a 9-hour film documenting the trial of Michael...

This and That

There is no story, just a few photos of this and that over the past month. When our friends were here we visited the cathedral in Lausanne. It was nighttime, so I didn't have to risk being kicked out. Another embarassing moment averted.  We also managed to go snow...

Siberian Justice

Earlier this month, Mr. Wild Dingo and I spent some time with visiting friends, touring as many of Switzerland's attractions as possible. On one of the days we visited Chillon Castle, a historic monument in Montreaux that was constructed under several periods in...

Je N’Aime Pas Dire Au Revoir

  The TravelMarx left on Friday, after spending two extra days being snowed in with airport and airline shut downs. I really hated seeing them leave. Yes, those are my new boots I'm modeling in the photo. Don't worry. I already bought another pair by now. One...

Breaking the Mastication Fast

So yesterday I was getting ready to write a post to mock all the Dansko Pool Players, calling them "amateurs,"  because who did they think I was? A new Siberian owner? Then Mr. Wild Dingo and I came home from our anniversary dinner to this: Wait, it's my yoga block....

Dansko Betting Pool

Alert readers will note a new feature in the right side bar: The Dansko Betting Pool. The Betting Pool is now open to take bets on the number of days my Dansko shoes survive.  The house (me) bets that shoes will last for 180 days or more. If they don't make it to that...

How Rome Tastes

I left the house for 15 minutes. Fifteen lousy minutes. Not a lot can happen in 15 minutes, right? "They say historians cannot fully explain the rise or fall of Rome. Soon, they will say that about Siberian mastications." "I've had better antipastos than this." "Hey...

Settling In

No rest for the weary.  This week, we got the wireless router working (it actually works if you do NOT follow the installation directions), received our air shipment with our clothing, and got the cable TV entertainment system working. Mr. Wild Dingo has been...

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