"Hey Big Boy, now that you're an Iron Dog, let's see how much Iron you're really made of."

Loki received his FeD (Dogtorate of Iron) this weekend. Iron Dog is a certification at our school, The K-9 Clinic. From the day I found out about this certification almost 2 years ago, I've wanted to Loki to go for it. I was determined to bring out his better (working) qualities and work through his […]

That's the rule at Wild Dingo. "That's ridiculous. Clearly she can see there are two dogs on this bed."

Astute readers will notice a decrease in postings last week. My brand new computer, which did not have a back up system installed, had a melt down. And while I got it back last weekend, it's taking a while to get all the systems in place and recover what I can off of my old […]

  Two years ago this weekend, Mr. Wild Dingo and I drove up to the city to adopt Loki. I still remember the mixed feelings I had when I met him. He was much bigger than I had anticipated and he wasn't even full grown. But his silly personality and his sad beginnings are what sold […]

Two Monday's ago, Mr. Wild Dingo and I went to get our Visa's stamped at the consulate in the city. We were informed that they were approved and simply needed the stamp. We expected the process to take about 30 minutes, but when we got there, the Visa officer informed us that it would take 5 days […]

We can't find a crate tall enough for Loki's ears. Pet relocation services tell us that an airline crate should be 4" taller than your dog's head and 4" longer than his body. While that's all fine and dandy, nobody gave us details on how to find a crate for a dog with gynormous ears. It's likely we'll […]

"He's mental," said my trainer, Lance, about Loki during SAR training on Sunday. Images of Loki's cracker-insane behavior flooded my mind: the motor mouth in class, jumping wildly in the air for a tug or the panic attacks. "Yeah, he's mental," I agreed. "No, not that kind of mental," Lance laughed.

All 17 readers of Wild Dingo may have noticed posting has been light these past few weeks. As our move to Lausanne is starting to become a reality, we've been rushing to get our current home in good shape so that we don't come back to a disaster. That means having a new well installed,  trees cut, […]

Mr. Wild Dingo is back again. After being home a total of 4 days in the past month, he came home this time stocked with bribes to keep the quadrupeds from chewin' him out. "Oh hey there Pop, it sure is nice to see you. Blah, blah, blah. Yada, Yada, Yada. Moving on...whatchya got there in that cellophane baggie?"