Dingo Diary

Our rescue( orphan ) boys Balan Daku, now 6months old
From Great Sandy Desert ( Pilbara )
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Lobo has managed to cover himself in dirt , his nose is not as inflamed.
he still has an acrea of fur to come off
I’m not sure about the side ways glance I just recieved , he sookin a wee bit ,I know he is still mentally swearing at me
Ahh for heavens sake not like he hasn’t had a bath before.
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Jack today ,
Lobo.happy to be next got him
Sadly Brahmani is unhappy
Ceasar has settled realizing he can’t get a reaction from Brahmani
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Lobo appears to be happy next to Jack ,
Jack has always been a amazing boy, contrary to his pound assessment of being highly aggressive.
Jack was in the pound to be pts , this was due to inability to contain and he had bitten 2 rangers ( he was 7 months old )

I received many calls to help him, )which in its self was strange ,because we never promoted what we do and had not renamed our selves to Crossroads, ) but in truth I was reluctant, seldom if a dingo has bitten someone ( particually a ranger ) and is now destined to be destroyed ,little hope is afforded him .

After some soul searching , I made the decision to make an effort and rang the shire .
I left a message of interest regarding Jack .
so sure I was it would be ignored .
However some hours later I recieved a call from the ranger and we spoke for over 2 hours.
At the end of our conversation I was told he would be released into.my care ,if I didn’t take him he would be destroyed.
That pretty much put me in a unexpected situation .

I visited Jack that day and my only regret is I did not video this boy as I found him .
The area known as the kill zone is most unpleasant and excruciatingly sad, the stress for the dogs is just unexplainable and I remember a small brindle staffie so afraid so upset.
( she had nipped someone and was to be put down )

The cells are small concrete cells, cold and uninviting ( albeit clean with beds )
Unfortunately the stress and fear is palpable, vibrating off walls, enhancing so much anxiety .
I was taken to Jack and I asked the ranger to let me in , his words ” if you’re game enough ”
Jack was so afraid so anxious so full of fear ,his eyes were rolling, he had so much anxiety so afraid he was shaking .
I was greeted with snarling and such aggression ,he ran at me , I did not move, I made no eye contact , after a moment I sat on the floor ,head on.my knees and started talking to him
Jack was so upset , so afraid ,spitting and growling pacing, running at me.
He truly presented as a threatening aggressive animal .
I still sat ignored and kept talking

After 3 hours I got up, turned and walked out of his prison ,I stopped out side and left my cap
“I’ll be back ” I said .He hit the gate as I closed it
I returned the next day and for the next five days I returned ,I sat for up to 4 hours at a time ,just talking ,not once did I attempt to touch him or encroach on him .

Jack continued with this aggressive attitude , all of which I ignored
Every time I left .I’d leave something behind . A lead , a shirt and every day I said the same thing “I’ll be back ”

Over the period of days and hours , Jack kept watching me , his curiosity was showing.
He still proceeded to perform , he still growled and huffed , but now he was a degree calmer , (hell he got to.learn my life history with me rambling on for hours on end )
I brought treats and presented to him ( never once did I.look at him ) he would start to come forward and then retreat .
Slowly he would edge closer ,I barely breathed for fear of scaring him .
Time was of the essence and our time was almost at an end .

On the last day, still unable to get close I spoke to the ranger and asked for his owner to present themself and put a collar on Jack ,this they complied with .
We brought Jack out into the sunlight , he was shaking so bad, urinating with uncontrollable fear .
Then Jack looked at me and I knew he trusted me .
Many rangers were standing around , not one believed we would succeed
I picked him up and walked off ,I sat in the back of the car , he leant against me and from that day to this he has remained my boy
No one else can go near him ( sadly )
He is a amazing boy so endearing so very affectionate .

Shortly after his arrival, something scared him .
In his flight or fight response, he knocked me over and ran .
Damn I almost had a heart attack as I raced after him , he hid behind a cage and I literally crawled to him .
Talking all the time, I managed to grab his collar slip a lead, and I truly thought now will be the time he retaliates
He did not , he became calm , and I led him back inside .
My point being he was not aggressive, he was so wrongly assessed.
So misunderstood so ignorantly mistreated .

A long story somewhat shortened , that was 7 years ago .

Understand your dingo .
If you must and feel the need as many say to have one , understand the dingo ,respect him .

No dingo should end up.in a pound , had you witnessed the horrendous fear . The anxiety
So hard to explain, you would know our dingo Is not a dog ( in saying that no dog should end up in a pound )
The dingo is a wild animal caught between two worlds , and captivity and domestication is not his world .

Well this was about lobo . Seriously I got off track .
My apologies are extended .

My admiration and gratitude I extend to the shire , those people who gave Jack his second chance and for entrusting his care to me .
For giving the extension of time to assist in Jacks survival .

Many here with the exception of our wild born kids are pound dingoes
Some have been dumped here . Some have been brought in the lateness of night by distraught people unable to care for them

What a disgrace our proud dingo our Australian native apex predator has been reduced to house hold pet .

Oh Lobo and Jack are doing fine ( early days but I’m positive )
Brahmani is a bit upset , they don’t like change, and Ceasar is intent on intimidating her, albeit he has calmed somewhat over the last few hours
.Even Pilbara is calmer now not glaring at Lobo .
Just maybe all will remain at peace .
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The photo does not show the extent of mayhem .
Attempting to bath lobo today , by far not his first bath .
He is a very large white dingo with fur a polar bear would envy ,
However we constantly fight his nose issue, which I believe is a combination of environment and fighting between mesh with Caesar and pilbara, all hating each other
It is imperative we treat his nose and he is just as adamant we do not .

I ran the bath , cool but not to warm , warm but not cold , hmm, I think I’m clever , I bent down to pick him up, not taking into consideration his size and strength , I realised very quickly he weighs more than me plus his reluctance to cooperate, and I myself end up in the bath, lobo is on a” get out of here quick” mind set “,stuupid huuman “notz havin a barf ”
Not touchinz my noze

Ok, I strip off and run the shower , “never say die ” is my motto
Yep easy I think , “not so” says lobo .
Big sigh, sweating like I might dehydrate

Next option give the bath a miss ,don’t even consider the shower .

“But my boy you cannot beat me ” beautiful teeth you have with no hesitation to show me ,I did not mistake the grin for a smile

Screw this get a bucket of water and tip it over him ,oh goody water flies every where and he is headed for the window, I grab his lead he pulls and every thing goes flying , he has a ticket to the next exit , har, not happening .

I calm him down whisper what a good boy he is, he swears at me as I put shampoo on him and start massaging , he busy shaking off every effort , dont care, another lot of water is poured over him, have to get the soup off
2 hours later a whole coat is on the floor between the bathroom and the kitchen
I’m using ever trick in the book to treat that bloody nose and no way is his way .
I did manage to get it cleaned and a small amount of ointment applied plus some new silver spray on one side of his nose .
He is disgusted with me .

My next thought is to remove him from his pen where he resides next to mulga and Caesar, lobo and mulga have a amicable acceptance of each other ,Ceasar hates him, but he is also facing off with Pilbara and so.much dislike between all

Big sigh . Ok grab Brahmani , she recides next to Jack and a reluctant but acceptable friendship they have, both have been here for close on 7 years ( sadly )
Unsure of the out come , we have put Brahmani in lobo pen , next to Ceasar and mulga ( Mulga is a easy going sort of guy but dislikes people

Ceasar is now screaming at Brahmani , God’s he is a force .
Pilbara is happy not to be looking at Lobo , Jack and Lobo are unsure if they will or will not coexist in close quarters ( we pray it works ) might give lobo’s nose a chance to heal if not fighting ,and also more protection from sun a fight is ensured when trying to put sun screen on his nose .
We await and hope just maybe peace may reign .

We have brushed Bo 3 times in 2 weeks and still he has this thick massive coat .
We have 4 sprinklers going all day attempting to cool these alpine dingoes so far removed from their natural environment .
Every day is high stress , every day is a full on day .
All good . Never say die .
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Thank you, thank you Sara Price and Brian we can not express our gratitude .
Sara and Brian came down on Saturday , once again bringing their trusty brush cutters .
They did some serious cleaning up , and again I was of little help having damaged knee and then being hit with a major flu virus which totally knocked out any wind I had left in my sails , absolutely dropped me .
Sara and Brian what a job you did , just amazing, thank you for noticing out resident Bob tails ( blue tongue lizards ) and keeping them safe
Very much appreciated, and too the soup ( oops hot pot ) was excellent .