It’s somepup’s Gotchya Day, today!
Loyal and perfect are the two words that come to mind when I think of you. It may have been fate that brought you into our lives 12 years ago but it was our destiny to grow and learn together. (more…)
Juno Belle Starling
~August 2007-February 20, 2020
"I think I'd make a very good adjudicator for Ballroom dancers. Don't woo?"
This is what I came home to a few days after our ballroom showcase. It's our showcase program. I think she liked it.
Benjamin Franklin was wrong. In addition to death and taxes, there's one other thing that's certain in life, and that's change. There's been a lot of change here at Casa Wild Dingo. Change of season means longer walkies for Juno, which makes her happy. She's a bit grumpy in the heat of summer so the fall is always a welcome change. It's also a favorite season for me too. It can be difficult to discern Spring from Summer as they meld into each other. The air is thick and the colors are bright and cheerful. Autumn, on the other hand, stands alone in its magnificence. It's easy to spot it. The colors are warm and the air is crisp. It's strange how death can be so beautiful. Every year it reminds me that nothing is permanent, except change. (more…)
It was Juno's eleventh Gotchya Day with us so we celebrated the only way she wanted to--at the beach! This little girl may look like a husky but she embodies everything the opposite of one. For one, she loves the water and loves to play in the surf. (more…)
Oi. It's been a whirlwind few weeks. Over Memorial Day weekend, Juno told Mr. Wild Dingo, nay, she demanded Mr. Wild Dingo to give her the once over that he normally does every day. He feels around for foxtails, bumps or ticks and Juno is well aware of his job. That Saturday night, she glared at him until he came over and found the bump on her belly that she'd been licking. It was already healed over so I thought it was just a scrape that became infected. As soon as we found it, she never licked it again, knowing that we'd take care of it. (more…)
Happy Anniversary to our best friend! Eleven years ago, on Memorial Day weekend, we made that big drive up to San Francisco to meet you. I'll never forget what went through my head as you barked your first words at us. While you scared the bejesus out of me with your bravado I saw deep concern in your face about your future. "Who are these people? Will they too make me leave their home someday?" I wish you could have understood how committed we were to be your fur-ever family. It took many years for you to retire that deeply held notion that you were unwanted. You spent a lot of time finding new ways to convey the value of your work. I spent a lot of time observing and learning your language until we had that unbreakable connection. Not many people get you, but we do and we'll never take you or your talent for granted." (more…)
"Where is it? Where did the weekend go?"
Ever find yourself lost? I know it's a random question. I mean, lost, in terms of where you fit in the world. This is a question that hounds both Loki and me. (more…)