It’s hard to believe a dog who exhibits such strength and confidence, ok, over confidence, can suddenly turn into a ball of mush, eyes filled with fear and looking to…
The first official header I ever did for Wild Dingo in 2009 was a photo of these two, newly thrown-together siblings, snuggling, just like this. It seems some things never…
It’s been raining torrential downpour for two days now. We braved a walk yesterday and came home soaked to the bones. Loki begged several times to turn around, while Juno…
“Our neighbors are pigs,” said Mr. Wild Dingo. Now, we’ve lived in Santa Cruz mountains for many years and have had our fair share of neighbors with questionable habits such…
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,…
I got lucky when we adopted Juno. And not because she’s a Siberian (although that could be considered luck in itself). But because she’s a little different from most Siberians. She…
“Something tells me we’re not in Switzerland anymore, Princess.” “Really? What clued you in Sherlock?” WARNING: Educational post to follow. Read at your own risk. Now that we’re so over that rainbow…
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