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?
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.
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
"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."