I was hiking Friday with a group, and this lady said, OMG, your dog is a Dingo! I was like, whatever....all I could think of was that line in Seinfield where Elaine exclaims "The dingo ate your baby". (Funny line). But truthfully I had no knowledge of what a Dingo was or if they even lived in the States. But yep - she is a full blooded Dingo! Amazingly cool. Apparently they actually cost a lot, but this little girl was found in the desert somewhere and I got her at a shelter. They are still quite a feral dog, and are supposed to be hard to raise - which makes sense as to why I had all of those posts about her being SO hyper. But she loves her desert. She is building this elaborate sand nest up in a place we sit and mediate - and she will hike miles and miles without stopping. The Dingo comes out of the American Deep South and is thought to be a direct descendant of the ancient pariah dogs that accompanied Asians across the Bering Straits land bridge 8,000 years ago. Yep - she is a cute little novelty. I personally just think it is cool, because once again, my life seems to lead me to be in sync with the Native American - their land, their animals, their culture.