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.
Imperfect photographer. Imperfect dog trainer. Imperfectly behaving dogs. Do you know how long I've been trying to get the perfect photo of these two on this particular bridge? Too long. First time, I had dog schmeg all over my lens and didn't know until I got home and downloaded the photos. Then the next few […]
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So far, Loki's best trick is his "bow." It was a little serendipitous how I taught it to him in the first place. Teaching that trick is actually not that easy. Dogs sometimes will go straight into a down rather than a bow. I won't divulge my super secret methods in training the bow, but […]
Woo! October is "Woo!" Month! How can I resist a Halloween theme for October's Masthead? Two dogs howling at the moon couldn't be more appropriate. "Rhymes with 'Boo'" is aimed at my Siberian Husky and Siberian Husky friends. Unfortunately, Juno doesn't actually "woo" and oddly, Loki "woo's" at Emergency vehicles as if he were a […]
Wild Dingo had a doggie-event filled weekend. Saturday started with our normal training classes in the A.M. And the husky continued to get brag-awards, doing all her obedience perfectly well. Recalls, downs, downs during recalls. You name it, she was chosen as a star student to demonstrate her good behavior. So I treated the two […]
This title is going to pull la lot of "questionable" search engine results to Wild Dingo. But I just calls 'em as I sees 'em. "Who's your momma?"
Mr. Wild Dingo came home from a five-day bidness trip. The staff at Wild Dingo were overjoyed. Even the husky greeted him with kisses and wags: a rare treat for Mr. Wild Dingo. "Pop. I'm so happy you're home. Mom made us go on a diet and that totally sucked." Negotiations begin between the leaders […]
"Hey Cupcake, in my book, you're way upstairs." For a moment she almost believes him. His face was as smooth as an angel's wing. "Ha," she replies, "Put that in writing and I'll paste it in my scrapebook."