full moon dingo walking , is not something many should partake of. I took django for a 4k walk tonight , very difficult with one so strong now hyped up by full moon , returning home 7.30 I decided , well no,pindan decided he was walking, the moon had not risen, so it was very dark and cold and somewhat scary , I grabbed a torch and off we go, he is attempting to open the gate,and he is running on high adrenalin , he forgets I`m on the end of his lead ,the torch is throwing shadows , on the left of him is this huge shadow much like a large wolf , pindan ducks , not sure of this stranger , I turn the torch and now his shadow is in front and he keeps trying to grab the tail of this shadow dingo.
the moon is now facing us this great orange ball has made it like daylight , but its still scary.
pindan is incited and excited and his nocturnal hunting instincts are running high , more so for him , his mum being a wild born dingo so he hasnt been so manipulated and his nocturnal genes are working well , he is trying to catch little flying things and jumps high to catch , he sees little eyes in the grass and he has got to catch this, he thumps the ground , and digs furiously ,obviously expecting what ever is hidden will come running out , I hurry him along , its late and what are we doing walking the streets . He jumps he turns he is like an elastic band , Still forgetting I am not as agile as he and still I am attached to his lead .
curb side clean up is now his interest and he tries to carry as much as he can in his mouth , ive told him and others , Im not going to carry your stuff home,
we hit the highway , we have gone from brisk walk to fast walk , he has to stop and turn over every thing of interest , killing honky nuts is fun , sticking his nose in ants nests is not so fun , but the moon is bright and he can see every thing , cars are flying past at such a speed we think we may be blown off the road or worse, sucked under wheels , what the hell is the speed limit ?
now we figure we might do a slow trot , all good if you are in your 30s / 40s not so much fun when you are a good few years above that , but Pindan thinks this is a game, now he is on the run , me .. im scared, its dark in some areas , and cars are screaming past, some slow and that worries me , well come on its not that safe out there . .ive now gone from a slow jog to a trot , we covered 5 ks in a reasonably short time , happy to see the drive way , and hoping Pindan is now worn out , he has a second wind and starts racing round the house , he slids on his rump down the hall ,he is still learning to respect Bonnie , he constantly drops her down , tonight she yelled at him , he got such a shock he jumped back and bonked his head on the cupboard . not funny but lesson learned ,, for now .
Pindan
I do get a bit cross with these kids
I do get a bit cross with these kids ( dingoes) those inside sometimes test the most tolerant and patient of any saint ( being myself ) so our Pindan whilst an amazing loveable kid ,funny and with a crazy sense of humour , he does push me to distraction, well the combination of him Mirrhi ,Arana ,burra and feral not to forget bonnie oh and the old girl all who reside in house , but Pini as he likes to be called , is by far the delinquent. Today as with most days the vocabulary in this house consists of , no , no , get down , don’t do that , ya can’t chew that , don’t open the cupboard , get off the sink ,get out of the sink , leave the pantry door closed stop ,trying to kill the cat , don’t climb that cupboard , oh for gods sake will ya listen to me ? All day every day , today I did my block and yelled at Pindan ( he knows he’s in strife when called by full name . Ears lay to the side , gets a forlorn look on his face , and I’m pointing my finger at him , shaking my finger in front of his nose telling him enough is enough and while I shake my finger his head is going up and down in time he then grabs my finger and starts sucking on it , looking cross eyed at me , thinking in his sweet dingo head that this is a great game ,oh there you go absolutely no point in telling them “no”it’s dingo way or no way and ya can’t change the dingo in the dingo . So he gets a hug and goes about climbing and jumping teasing the girls ,grabbing the cats paw under the door , demanding weetbix, demolishing 3 litres of milk left on cupboard swimming in the water dish and me running around with a mop and bucket still yelling Noooo . Of course if you would like to give our pini a good home and you have the patience and tolerance of a saint , he really is a love bear ( oops dingo ) young and really a good boy ( umm well he is if you understand dingo behaviour ) but you can’t growl at him cos he gets hurt feelings and you have to hug him lots , he loves his hugs . Don’t point your finger cos that’s to suck on .
