Tag: Juno

A Life Without Cheeses

The past two weeks, while Mr. Wild Dingo has been on travel, I, Evil Momma, have led Juno off her spiritual Path of Cheeses. This is what we call a “necessary evil” to lose a few pounds. No matter how much she prayed at the sacred altar of Mount Kitchen Island and proclaimed her faith, […]

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My Job is Internet Celebrity Manager

It cracks me up when people recognize me from my dogs. I’ve met some fantastic people this way as well! The cracker and the criminal are Internet celebs. I’m just their agent. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Still, if they ever get their own star on a walk of fame, I'll demand a […]

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The Complaint Department

"Mom! Juicy is touching my feetie-feets! WTF?" "Chill, Daddy-O. It's not like it's gonna kill you to have a little cuddle." It's important to have excellent bedside manners when your Queen comes home from the dogtor and must be comforted for the imposition of having her jodhpurs manhandled. He has the best ears for listening.

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Church of Cheeses

Not many people know this, but Juno is devout spiritual being. She follows the path of Cheeses. Worshiping nightly, she prays for the coming of Cheeses, while MWD ministers an amuse-bouche in the kitchen. "Like an angel descending from heaven, Cheeses makes its way from the great Mount Kitchen Island, and behold, lands directly on […]

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Dogs Can Express Gratitude

Have you ever noticed your dog express gratitude toward you? I'm not talking about the affection he gives you when you walk through the door after work. I mean, real thanks, for something specific. I never gave it much thought, until one day a few years ago, on a very hot walk, I stopped half […]

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Sometimes Crime Does Pay

"Hey Daddy-O! Mom looks like she's packin plenty of profit in those high pockets. How about you put your paw down and demand a toll for this bridge?" "Don't worry Princpessa, it's in the bag. She's an easy mark, a real rube. We're big rough wild dogs and crime is the price she pays. There's […]

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Happy National Puppy Day

It's National Puppy Day! Here's Loki, aka: The Cracker, when he was just a wee thing in Taiwan, sometime in 2007. Even as a puppy, his penetrating eyes impart a heartbreaking story of abandonment, fear, anxiety and a desperation to find *his* person—one who spoke his language so many before misunderstood—to whom he’d gift his […]

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My Girl Juicy

Now this dog. This dog doesn't have a cruel bone in her body. During this year's rutting season, I stopped carrying treats due to yellow jacket population. Without treats, Juno turned to her innate Siberian resolve of doing whatever she damn well pleases. Her recall slipped to the point where she would only wait for […]

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Happy Juno-versary!

Even at 9 year's old, Juno still practices a life of crime. Never change Juicy. We love you exactly how you are. Eight years ago adopted and 9 years of youth. Happy Anniversary my beautiful girl.

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Siberian Negotiations

Juno eyed her mom working in the herb garden through the morning mist. She raised her nose in the air, considered hunting for moles, but decided to head down the path to the orchard and help herself to an apple. While she enjoys playing with the treasures she picks from the tree, she prefers the […]

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Scent of a Siberian

There's a new boy in the 'hood. While Loki was recovering from knee surgery, Juno got to know the new young stud on our walks. Orion was smitten with my kitten and always invited her to play. It didn't take long for Juno to fall hard for this fellow and now every time we walk […]

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Mistaken Identities

Once again, Juno proves that she is really a German Shepherd in a Siberian Husky suit. Coming back from our walk, I unleashed the dogs once we got onto the pasture on our property. She immediately put her nose to the ground and followed a scent. As soon as we go to Upper Nitwit trailhead, we found […]

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Search & Rescue Ray Ban

Yesterday, I lost a great pair of Ray Ban sunglasses on a dog walk. Since my search dog, Loki, is on the down low recovering from TPLO surgery, I couldn't ask him to help find them. Both dogs are informally trained at finding objects scented like me on our trail walks since I'm always losing […]

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Husky Garden Humor

"I think therefor, I Yam," laughs Juno as she mocks my plans for a vegetable garden this year. "Hard work doesn't harm anyone, but I do not want to take any chances." Juno bestows her garden work ethic as she seistas between the magnolia tree and flower bed. Meanwhile, my own work ethic is summed up […]

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New Sprout in our Vegetable Bed

Oh Look! Our new vegetable bed sprouted a husky and we didn't even plant any seeds! Mr. Wild Dingo warned me not to water it because "the last thing we need is more huskies." Don't worry Internet, I already offered Juno a pair of his flip-flops for that kind of sass. Ps. This is a […]

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Spring Cleaning

"Hey Big Boy, Mom says after our walkies she's gonna give you a bath. But not me. Because I'm a husky. And huskies are awesome and don't need baths because our furs reject dirt and so we're never dirty." "Princepessa, don't mess with my mentals. That's not even remotely funny." It's true. Huskies never get […]

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Tough Love

"Hey Big Boy! Whatchya doin' with that crackery thing on your noggin?" The criminal not only photobombs the cracker but as usual, tries to intrude upon his morning meditations.

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Memories of Mastication Madness

"Hey Princess, remember that time you ate the seats in Mom's Mini Cooper?" "Yah, those were good times Daddy-O. Good, good, times. Think the seats in this blue baby will be as fun?" Don't worry, Internet. It's not my car and I didn't stay long to see what the husky had in mind! 360/365

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Juno's Roar

"My name is Juno. Hear me ROAR!"  (In a barely audible whisper: "roar.") Juno rarely barks. When she does, we giggle. Because it's an adorable, wee, high-pitched beep that doesn't seem to fit a tough Siberian husky. Juno is likely the sweetest dog I've ever known. The only things that should fear her are buttered baguettes, live chickens and moles. […]

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On to Redwoodier Pastures

After 23 years with the same company, Mr. Wild Dingo is ditching the rat race morning commute to begin a new opportunity where two of his office mates will be furrier and the other, although a whiny Lymie, will keep him healthy with home cooked lunches and green smoothies. He'll still be traveling 50-60% but […]

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