Need a little distraction from reality? Here is an unpolished collection of the weird, the silly, and the sometimes serious at Wild Dingo. It's a blog about nothing, yet about everything. You'll laugh. You'll cry. You'll even learn something. But this is not a writing sample. It's just a place to kick back and crack open a cool Core's 16-ouncer and lose yourself in the kooky.
"They call this Physical Therapy, but I call it Physical Torture. Put. Treat. In. Mouth. Now." - 320/365 In typical Sibe fashion, Juno sometimes ignores the lowly single treat offered to her and instead, knocks over the treat jar, helping herself to a floor full of treats.
One Down - 316/365 It's mushroom season here in Santa Cruz Mountains. The forest provides a variety of mushroom species and I don't know much about any of them.
Fickle Sibe - 315/365 The Princess Juno grants the barbarian, Mr. Wild Dingo, a kiss withdrawl from the Royal Bank of Siberia. Later tonight, he will receive a long, 1-minute growl whenever he enters any room in which she resides.
314/365 Dark-eyed Junco, a type of sparrow found all around the Pacific. I love to watch them when it rains. They flock to the ground in huge numbers foraging for seed.
BLT Canapes for Appetizer Night - 313/365 "What do you want for New Year's Eve dinner," I asked Mr. Wild Dingo. "BLT's," he replied. So I made these bad boys: BLT Canapes with basil and garlic mayonnaise. They are a bit tedious to make but super simple and oh so delicious! We tend to do […]
312/365 "Princess, do you think this coat makes me look like some Bozo from Lamesville?" "Negative Daddy-O. That drape has you all sharped up. You look like a real killer-diller." Happy New Year Readers!
"Sigh. The holidays wipe me out. All that extra barking at the FedEx and UPS intruders. Plus the added patrolling at night for Santa Paws is more than one guard dog can manage. I either need a raise or a retirement package." 311/365
310/365 "Hey, hurry up slow pokes! There are hundreds of critters that need my immediate attention!"
Cyclamen, a popular flower grown in the winter all around the neighborhood. - 309/365 Cyclamens have a tuber, from which the flowers and roots grow. In most species, leaves come up in autumn, grow through the winter, and die in spring, then the plant goes dormant through the dry Mediterranean summer.