"Last night's tri-tip is still stuck between my inscisors. The last thing I want is halitosis!"

"Hey Daddy, O. Who's that black lab at the end of the bench? He's dogging us. Doesn't seem to care if we know it or not." "Cupcake, ain't nothin' you can tell me I don't already know."

This month's masthead feature's NitWit Bridge. I've mentioned NitWit bridge a few times to friends and occasionally on this site. I even featured a few of the photos in an old gallery that no longer exists. But I never really told its story. I've neglected featuring photos or mentioning it because it was so closely tied to Maggie, […]

In the blink of an eye, summer is almost gone. How'd that happen? Between painfully slow Internet access and frantically pulling together September's masthead, I thought I'd grab some random Summer training shots of the brats at work. I'm so sad to see the Isle of the Ill-Behaved masthead leave this month! "I'm not so […]

Sierra (a sweet German Shepherd puppy) and her mom Christine came for an unplanned visit last night. Loki, Juno and I were headed out the door to go to our beach class when the phone rang. Christine’s car was broke down about a mile from my house. She was headed to the same class. So […]

No, I'm not refering to the skillet. Wild Dingo is still a strong advocate for training with skillets, rolling pins or waffle irons.  This post is about a different kind of "beat 'em." If you're a Wild Dingo blog follower, ya'll know by now that Juno's relationship with Mr. Wild Dingo isn't, well, ideal. So […]

A few short months after Juno came to live with us, she put on a few pounds that made her a little more than, ahem, voluptuous. With good dieting, and a change to raw food, she's shed 6 lbs and has that last stubborn 2 - 3 lbs to go. (hmm...maybe I should go raw too.)  Juno's given […]

The Answer to the Question: "How Many Dogs Do you Have?" Have a great weekend!

It was Juno's anniversary this weekend. Saturday, August 15, she had made her 1-year mark of living at Wild Dingo. She (and Loki) got the usual celebration dinner: tri-tip, salad and a mini white frosted cupcake. Dearest Juno, so much has changed in the past year with us. In the beginning, you tolerated Mr. Wild […]