Mr. Wild Dingo is home. Loki is ecstatic to have his ultimate tug partner back. Juno's thrilled to have the object of her disdain back. Nothing like a few husky huffs of disapproval to score some bites of French bread.
The photo below was taken a few weeks ago on one of the docks in Morges. Sometimes the the dogs get to meet a few dogs off-leash here. Just below them to the right, is a Bernese Mountain dog (not shown) laying around and both dogs are anxious to go visit rather than stick around for a silly photo. But I'm the boss, so I put them to work, posing them against the beautiful Alps behind the boats.
"Alps-Schmalps! That Berner down there is dying for some Husky-action Mom!"
"Princess did you say Berner? 'Cuz I'll just stay right here and pretend he's not there."
That's Loki. He's learned he's not allowed to go cracker with Berners. Or at least he lets me think he's learned that.
Both dogs are taking to cycling nicely except when they see horseback riders. There were two tonight on both separate dog runs and we were forced to stop and dismount on each one because neither could obey the heel position under the horse and rider distraction. I took the opportunity to do some counter conditioning with Loki while two horseback riders stopped at a corner, chatted and then rode off together. He's still a little cracker around the riders. While he's fine walking past them in pastures (and in fact I can now off-leash him by the horses and he shows almost no interest in them) he's still a bit cracker when they are out for a ride. Both Juno and Loki need a lot of work. Still, from six months ago, where they couldn't even pass them in pastures, I'd say they're doing o.k.
The photos below were taken last month when Mr. Wild Dingo graced us with his prescence on an evening walk to Vuffelens Le Chateau.
It's hard to believe that in one direction is a beautiful clear sky and in the other a sun set.
Sunset overlooking the Vuffelens Le Chateau vineyards. And the Alps again! Sigh, snore. It's like we're surrounded by them or something.
Mr. Wild Dingo came home from China with a flu. So he's requested soups for dinner. The first night I made a hearty lentil soup, which I've shown before on this blog. Last night I made this:
Spinach and rice soup. The Hazen Essentials of Italian Cooking book never lets me down. This soup was super easy and so soothing. It can be done with Escarole, which I prefer but the market was out, so Spinach it was. Tonight, Trentino Barley Soup is on the menu.
I just hope he gets better soon before I finish the soup section otherwise I'll have to resort to --sigh--The French cookbook!
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