February's masthead is dedicated to justice. And why wouldn't it? Dispensing justice is a way of life here at Wild Dingo. With Loki's cujo-cracker behavior, Juno's regular mastications and my daily skillet beatings, err, training sessions, it's a regular San Chillon here. Ever since we discovered chateaus themed in justice dispensing here in Switzerland, the dog's have been petitioning […]
There is no story, just a few photos of this and that over the past month. When our friends were here we visited the cathedral in Lausanne. It was nighttime, so I didn't have to risk being kicked out. Another embarassing moment averted.
Someone in this house is still on California time. I'm not naming names, but it seems someone thinks winter is over and spring is here. Even though I dress like the Michelin man in this miserably cold climate myself and the other is forced to wear a fleece coat. This photo being the last of a […]
Earlier this month, Mr. Wild Dingo and I spent some time with visiting friends, touring as many of Switzerland's attractions as possible. On one of the days we visited Chillon Castle, a historic monument in Montreaux that was constructed under several periods in history: the Savoy (11th century), the Bernese era (16th century) and the Vaudois […]
Mr. Wild Dingo and I took a walk into Morges on Sunday evening at sunset. It was bitter cold so we tried out Loki's new coat. It was fairly easy to put on him, and he seemed happy enough to wear it, until it was time to go on the walk. He refused to leave […]
It was a crisp morning, with just enough snap in the air to make life seem simple and sweet if you didn't have too much on your mind. Juno did. "Love is such a dull word. It amazes me that the English language so rich in the poetry of love can accept such a […]
As long time readers know, this fall, I introduced the cracker and the criminal to farm animals. The Swiss love to move their animals around to different locations for grazing so it's always a surprise to come across a herd of goats and donkeys or bulls in a place that's always been empty. "Princess, LOOK […]
I'm not much of a holiday person. In fact, it wouldn't be a stretch to call me Scrooge or Grinch on the holidays. I roll my eyes every time I see ridiculously overly decorated homes. I don't put up a tree, but I'll decorate the house a bit with lights, holiday colors and candles. […]