Juno Belle Starling ~August 2007-February 20, 2020
This blog began in 2005 with a silly press release about my dingo, Maggie and her nemesis, Monsieur Le Pew. When Maggie passed, I rescued the cracker, Loki. To say that I was over my head with a real working dog is an understatement. So I did what every new dog owner does when they are in over their heads with a busy dog. I adopted a second dog, a husky, to "keep him busy." I know, Internet, I know. I didn't actually make my life easier. Juno, the criminal, only gave me more work. Life with the cracker and the criminal has been filled with adventures. These two have taught me more about life than any school, guru or self-help book. Juno
wrote masticated the book on crime and punishment, while the cracker polices her misdemeanors. Together, they drive me nuts. I wouldn't have it any other way.
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 […]
"I'm just a girl, sitting in front of her mommy, asking her to walkies me." 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 […]
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 […]
Lately, I've had a bit of anxiety over the pups. They are both fine and quite healthy for seniors. They don't act much like seniors. They still demand their daily walks and adventures. I'm convinced daily exercise is what keeps them spry. The problem is me. I'm the one who aged much faster than they […]
"Hi, Pop! I see woo has bacon-n-eggs! I like bacon-n-eggs too!" Don't worry readers. We recognize this thinly-veiled threat. Second breakfast was served to the husky acknowledging such a happy coincidence. After all, we value our shoes. "Had bacon-n-eggs. Must rest." Life is hard. So very hard, for the husky.
"Your project is guaranteed to meet superior Siberian standards or I will fatally masticate it. You have my "woo" on that!"
"I keep your project safe from crows, coyotes, and flies. I prefer to be paid in salmon treats and tennis balls."
"I manage the treat jar & the staff's daily payroll of cookies and bones. The staff is excellent at math and let me know when I come up short."