It's easy to get bad bokeh. For me, getting good bokeh is just luck. Especially with the point and shoot camera I use on my dog walks.
It's easy to get bad bokeh. For me, getting good bokeh is just luck. Especially with the point and shoot camera I use on my dog walks.
I think I'm in love. I had to step in about 37,000 donkey apples to get this shot. But look at those ears! Sigh.
Seriously. It's true. And not the dog you think. Mr. Wild Dingo had a bright idea to take the dogs to Lucerne on one of his days off earlier this month. Since it's known to be one of the most picturesque mountain towns in the world, I thought it would be a fabulous dog walking […]
"Wheat grass is the secret to my buns of steel and my enigmatic personality." It's hard to believe, just a few months ago, our forest trail had plenty of snack opportunities.
She's come so far. Sometimes it's hard to believe. We still have strong memories of her growling and running away from Mr. Wild Dingo and insisting on her aloof ways. She still growls from time to time at him, sulking because Mr. Wild Dingo may have given Loki attention before giving it to her, or gave him more attention. You […]
Every now and then, they make a break off the path and have a game of tag in the rows of vines. Though I don't encourage it and certainly call them out of it, I can't help but laugh when it happens. This time it was too perfect of a set up for a little […]
"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, […]