Does anybody out there have the illusion that having a working dog will help pick up some of the slack around your house? Think again!
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.
Does anybody out there have the illusion that having a working dog will help pick up some of the slack around your house? Think again!
It's easy to get bad bokeh. For me, getting good bokeh is just luck. Especially with the point and shoot camera I use on my dog walks.
I think I'm in love. I had to step in about 37,000 donkey apples to get this shot. But look at those ears! Sigh.
I have this rule. Remember it? No Dogs On the Bed. No seriously. I have it. But everyone knows, rules are made to be broken, right? Only somepups in this house think they can be the breaker of that rule. Loki for example has taken to pacing around our bed each night for 5 or […]
Seriously. It's true. And not the dog you think. Mr. Wild Dingo had a bright idea to take the dogs to Lucerne on one of his days off earlier this month. Since it's known to be one of the most picturesque mountain towns in the world, I thought it would be a fabulous dog walking […]
"Wheat grass is the secret to my buns of steel and my enigmatic personality." It's hard to believe, just a few months ago, our forest trail had plenty of snack opportunities.
She's come so far. Sometimes it's hard to believe. We still have strong memories of her growling and running away from Mr. Wild Dingo and insisting on her aloof ways. She still growls from time to time at him, sulking because Mr. Wild Dingo may have given Loki attention before giving it to her, or gave him more attention. You […]
Every now and then, they make a break off the path and have a game of tag in the rows of vines. Though I don't encourage it and certainly call them out of it, I can't help but laugh when it happens. This time it was too perfect of a set up for a little […]
"Hey Daddy-O, you have a peculiar smell, like you've been rollin' a little on the much side." "Doll, it's not peculiar, just unihibited. A nice long roll in the local l'eau de vache. Wanna give it a try?"