We've been missing NitWit Bridge. Remember, our trippy trappy 90-foot long suspension bridge over a 40 foot drop to a river that we installed but did not engineer? (In other words, if we fell, it would be our own fault.) We would cross it every day and sometimes we even proofed our down-during-a-recall on it! Oh those were […]
... that two more made it to his naughty list. First lets look at the criminal. "What exatly do you want me to say about this Mom?"
Since we moved to Switzerland, pack dynamics have changed a bit. Juno's hips have gotten a bit worse and she isn't as likely to play rough with Loki anymore. I'm sure it bums out Loki not to have a really rough tumble anymore. Still, he's bit of an idiot bully with her and tends to push her […]
While Wild Dingo's personal photographer, TravelMarx, are excellent at taking photos, they have fallen below average in downloading the most recent to Wild Dingo's computer. So while they're doing some boring, fascinating tour of some Nuclear & Partical Physics Lab in Geneva, (yawn), I'm posting the rest of the photos from our weeked of funballs time […]
Loki and Juno had their first snow, ever yesterday. Juno seemed to like it fine, but Loki really surprised us. He loved it. For a dog afraid to get his footsies wet or walk on metal grates or metal ground covers, he didn't even notice the white stuff was cold or wet. I don't think […]
It took 3.5 seconds for Loki and Juno to recognize the TravelMarx. When I opened the door to let the dogs in to greet them, Marc leaned down half way to pet Juno, she lept in the air and met him half way, planting a Siberian kiss smack on his face. It made me melt. […]
"Hey Princess, Mom says the TravelMarx are coming to visit. Do you remember them?" "Sure I do, Big Boy. They visited us last year and stayed with us when Mom and Pop deserted us for a week." "They took us on nice hikes."' "And played tug with me every minute of the day! Sigh. They […]
One of our favorite places to hang out is on this little bit of shoreline in Morges. It's deserted enough during the day to give the dogs a little free time off leash. Usually there's nobody for the dogs to bother, play with. But sometimes we run into this guy:
"Hey Daddy-O! I heard a knock at the door. I wonder who it can be?"