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Category: Dogs

Bad Dogs and the Women Who Love Them

That’s the book I’ll someday write. But for now, I’m starting a support group: Women Addicted to Bad Dogs. Me: “Hello. My name is Julie. I’m a Bad Dogaholic.” Group: “Hello Julie.” How can something as sweet as this: Do something as evil as this?

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Please Mom, I'll Never Ask For Anything Else!

Last Sunday, I broke down and got him his own dog. Not for Mr. Wild Dingo but for Loki. Just so I’d have a few free moments to myself instead of playing tug with him 24/7. Husky owner, Jim (owner of Loki’s favorite chew toy Vushkey) planted a little seed in my ear “Come by the adoption […]

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Adventures of a Formosan Mountain Dog

People keep asking me what breed Loki is. Some guess the German Shepherd, but then they can’t figure out the rest. When you Google Taiwanese Mountain Dog you’ll find Formosan Mountain Dog, Taiwan’s version of the dingo. He has some of the same traits, namely those antenna- like ears, body structure and shape of his […]

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How Many Channels?

Dear Loki, How many channels do you get with those ears? Sincerely, Monster Girl Member of the National Esteemed Feline Society

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Who Rescued Who?

It’s no secret that I like all animals, specifically dogs. I like all breeds of dogs: big, small, smart, not-so-smart, silly, dignified, long hair, short hair. But I go ga-ga for small dogs: Shitzu’s, terriers, Pomeranians, Maltese and Benji-like mutts. Something about them tugs at my heart strings. Scott doesn’t prefer smaller breeds so we […]

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Falsely Accused?

Loki’s foster mom, Cindy, emailed me today. She asked me to apologize to Loki for accusing him of taking all the shampoo bottles out of the tub. It turns out her own dog, Lupin, had just been caught in the act of the very same alleged misdemeanor last night. And she was sorry that she […]

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Decisions, Decisions!

For the last few days, Loki’s been settling in. In the beginning he seemed happy but sad. Sad in that he missed his foster mom who had him for three months. His foster mom is a dog trainer, with a pack of dogs and some horses and I’m guessing lots of free roaming space and […]

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Wild Dingo Hires New Talent

In an effort to restore canine balance to Wild Dingo’s staff, I’ve been busy interviewing and searching for just the right fit into this dysfunctional organization I call a business. The search was difficult, as the talent pool is saturated with an abundance of heartwarming quadrupeds that all deserve much better than the histories they […]

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A Dingo's Friday Night O.D.

This is what a dingo looks like after a long night of milkbones and squeaky woobie toys. (Note the stuffing and squeaker appendectomy to the right.) I’m THIS close to having an intervention with her.

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Margaret's Sunday's of Discontent

  For the past 3 years, Wild Dingo’s beloved CEO, has been battling liver cancer. But before you feel sad about it, realize that we were told three years ago that we had at best 6-months with her. And she’s still with us today, living most of the last three-years very well, with good quality […]

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