writer, warrior, whack-a-doodle

Year: 2011

Wherever We Go...There We Are

"Princess, where are we going?" "Daddy-O, we are already there."

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Ten

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 […]

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Lacus Lunático

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, […]

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Rough Tough Cream Puff

"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 […]

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Mini Me, You Complete Me

"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."

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Mos' Def

Would you like anything else? Perhaps the moon on a stick?

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Broken Record

"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 […]

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There's Nothing Graceful About It

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.

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Vanishing Point

I had a point when I started to write this post. But it vanished.

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Finding CHarlie

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. […]

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