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.
"Daddy-O, I don't know what mom means by "fast." These last few weeks, she's been nothing but slow and boring." "Cupcake, you ain't whistlin' Dixie. She hasn't even given my chompers a proper bitin' workout! How do you think a hep-cat like me keeps his smile sparkling white?"
"Hey Old Lady, why are you "susshing" me? I'm just sittin' here enjoying this new doggy bed you bought."
It's the end of Day 6 of this ridiculous fast and my dogs are still alive and not missing any parts. Shockingly, things like raw meaty bones and a kong full of Greek yogurt mixed with tinned salmon are starting to look mouth-watering delicious.
THESE are my groceries for the next 10 days. O.K. I exaggerated. I still need to buy about 10 more lemons. But seriously, these lemons, maple syrup, cayenne pepper and filtered water. A ten day challenge. For nutters like me.
This woman is invincible Her methods are inscrutable The proof is irrefutable She's so completely kissable!"
We've been spending our holiday vacation balancing time between the forest wilderness and the wilderness of unpacked moving boxes and heaps of stuff that needs to be recycled, donated or thrown out. Slowly we're making our way into an organized home. The old me wouldn't do anything else until the house was unpacked and settled […]