This blog began in 2005 with a silly press release about my dingo, Maggie, and her nemesis, Monsieur Le Pew. In 2008, I rescued the cracker, Loki. I never had a high drive working dog 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. I just had more work. Life with the cracker and the criminal was filled with adventures and hard life lessons. Juno wrote masticated the book on crime and punishment, while the cracker policed her misdemeanors.
One of our favorite places to hang out is on this little bit of shoreline in Morges. It's deserted enough during the day to give the dogs a little free time off leash. Usually there's nobody for the dogs to bother, play with. But sometimes we run into this guy:
"I had some words with the labrador up the street who I'm certain was in ca-hoots with the labrathugs in Mango's 'hood."
"Hey Daddy-O! I heard a knock at the door. I wonder who it can be?"
Look what came the other day: A nice German Swiss fella with a whole lotta tasty nommies for the furry beasts! The dogs were sure happy to see the Monsieur Meat-Delivery and barked with delight. Juno knows exactly who he is and knows exactly what the 2 freezers are in our basement. She loves to investigate […]
Sometimes in life your journey reaches a cross roads. And if you're lucky, you have the support of a good friend and family to help you understand the choices. Or at least to help provide a pleasant distraction from the decision that is looms ahead.
So you're probably already thinking, "WTF does that title even mean?" Well if you've ever met Loki, you know he's a cracked out mess with anything that he's never seen before. "Ya, I see the cows, but they better not look at me!"
Rarely, do I ever catch Juno looking like or acting like a goofball, or worse, cracker. She's much too sly for the camera to catch her looking less than perfect. But every now and then, I'm able to catch her behaving just as cracked out as Loki, who is pretty much cracker whenever he's […]
This morning I woke up and found the dogs downstairs reading the local news. They didn't look too pleased. Let me take that back. Juno didn't look pleased. Loki, well, he just looked confused. "Hey Mom. Did you see this morning's '24 Heures'?" Why No Juno, I haven't. Why the long face?
So yesterday I was getting ready to write a post to mock all the Dansko Pool Players, calling them "amateurs," because who did they think I was? A new Siberian owner? Then Mr. Wild Dingo and I came home from our anniversary dinner to this: Wait, it's my yoga block. And it's in the foyer. Hmm. […]