"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?"

"Princess, where are we going?" "Daddy-O, we are already there."

Instead of our usual Sunday stroll to Morges for ice cream, Mr. Wild Dingo and I took the dogs to the Roman Ruins at Vidy this weekend. It's a short drive from our house. Then again, everything is a short drive around here. On one hand, Switzerland is an incredibly compact country on the other, […]

"I swear to Dog, Mom, I didn't do this to Loki." It hurts just looking at this picture. Loki is having another round of Limp Tail Syndrome. The vet and I have no idea why. I never saw him injure it. He's much too sensitive to Juno's softer play style to really rough handle her to the […]

Would you like anything else? Perhaps the moon on a stick?

"Juno. Junooooo! Juno come!  JUNO! COME!" It's the same song every Sibe-owner probably sings when they walk off-leash with a Husky. I'm constantly recalling her as she pushes the boundaries of straying too far from us. Generally speaking, she's not so bad off-leash, given she's a Sibe. If I catch her body language cues in time, I […]

I had a point when I started to write this post. But it vanished.

"I try not to over think these things." Their's is a relationship beyond me.  On our walks, he takes control, pushing her aside when she finds a mole or bullying her into rejoining the pack when she's too far away.  In the house, he wouldn't think to take away her toy, food or her bed, even if any of […]

Who are those two interlopers zooming up and down this farm trail?

It seems like yesterday that we arrived here in Switzerland, but it was already a year ago. Time flies when you're walking dogs in a beautiful country. The harvest is here. The kids are back in school. Last year at this time we were just beginning to explore the farms and though now they are so […]