It’s easy to get bad bokeh. For me, getting good bokeh is just luck. Especially with the point and shoot camera I use on my dog walks.
Nov 272011
Nov 232011
I think I’m in love. I had to step in about 37,000 donkey apples to get this shot. But look at those ears! Sigh.
Nov 212011
I have this rule. Remember it? No Dogs On the Bed. No seriously. I have it. But everyone knows, rules are made to be broken, right? Only somepups in this house think they can be the breaker of that rule. Loki for example has taken to pacing around our bed each night for 5 or [...]
Nov 182011
Seriously. It’s true. And not the dog you think. Mr. Wild Dingo had a bright idea to take the dogs to Lucerne on one of his days off earlier this month. Since it’s known to be one of the most picturesque mountain towns in the world, I thought it would be a fabulous dog walking [...]
Nov 172011
“Wheat grass is the secret to my buns of steel and my enigmatic personality.” It’s hard to believe, just a few months ago, our forest trail had plenty of snack opportunities.
Nov 132011
She’s come so far. Sometimes it’s hard to believe. We still have strong memories of her growling and running away from Mr. Wild Dingo and insisting on her aloof ways. She still growls from time to time at him, sulking because Mr. Wild Dingo may have given Loki attention before giving it to her, or gave him more attention. You [...]
Nov 112011
Every now and then, they make a break off the path and have a game of tag in the rows of vines. Though I don’t encourage it and certainly call them out of it, I can’t help but laugh when it happens. This time it was too perfect of a set up for a little [...]
Nov 082011
Autumn is the year’s last lovliest smile.” ~ William Cullen Bryant
Nov 042011
“Hey Daddy-O, you have a peculiar smell, like you’ve been rollin’ a little on the much side.” “Doll, it’s not peculiar, just unihibited. A nice long roll in the local l’eau de vache. Wanna give it a try?”
Nov 012011
“Princess, where are we going?” “Daddy-O, we are already there.”
Oct 272011
On this day, 10 years ago, Mr. Wild Dingo and I were performing a rumba for 160 people. Ten years ago, when we said “I do,” neither one of us dreamed we’d be living abroad. Our wedding seems like a lifetime ago. The last 3,652 days have been filled with humor, happiness, stress, change, growth and [...]
Oct 242011
Instead of our usual Sunday stroll to Morges for ice cream, Mr. Wild Dingo and I took the dogs to the Roman Ruins at Vidy this weekend. It’s a short drive from our house. Then again, everything is a short drive around here. On one hand, Switzerland is an incredibly compact country on the other, there’s vast [...]
Oct 212011
“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 [...]
Oct 182011
“Mini Me, if I ever lost you I don’t know what I would do. I’d probably move on, get another stuffy. But there would be a 15 minute period there where I would just be inconsolable.”
Oct 142011
Would you like anything else? Perhaps the moon on a stick?
Oct 122011
“Juno. Junooooo! Juno come! JUNO! COME!” It’s the same song every Sibe-owner probably sings when they walk off-leash with a Husky. I’m constantly recalling her as she pushes the boundaries of straying too far from us. Generally speaking, she’s not so bad off-leash, given she’s a Sibe. If I catch her body language cues in time, I [...]
Oct 112011
Aging. It’s what happens when you least expect it. One day you’re full of joie de vivre, the next, you’re pureéing fruits and vegetables and making green smoothies because your digestive system went on strike. It’s so not fair. I don’t even have dentures.
Oct 092011
I had a point when I started to write this post. But it vanished.
Oct 072011
Switzerland is a dream vacation or home for most cyclists. Unfortunately, I haven’t been cycling as much as I’d like because cycling gives me the crazies. Seriously. When I exercise very hard, my heart rate goes up, naturally, just like everyone else’s. But unlike everyone else’s, it doesn’t come down after I stop riding– for days. [...]
Oct 052011
“I try not to over think these things.” Their’s is a relationship beyond me. On our walks, he takes control, pushing her aside when she finds a mole or bullying her into rejoining the pack when she’s too far away. In the house, he wouldn’t think to take away her toy, food or her bed, even if any of [...]
