#camp dogs

[roamingtigress]

just a neat transition/loading screen, Dutch looks a bit sad here and Matilda's wondering what's up with her daddy. Included both sepia and black and white version.

[blueboyluca]

These camp dogs live a block away from me. The adult is named Cujo and he is one of the best natured dogs I’ve ever met. We’ve been passing him since Marceline was a puppy and they are good friends. He even puts up with Luca’s rudeness without getting irritated. He listens to his owners and doesn’t leave his property when the gate is open.

The little pups have just arrived and they are just as sweet as Cujo. They love Marceline and keep trying to befriend Luca even though he is a grump. The first time we met them the gate was open and they followed us down the street, but thankfully went back once we got a certain distance. Cujo is teaching them well. Was happy to see the gate secured better this morning.

I know that some communities in the Territory have issues with aggressive camp dogs, but I’ve been to Mutitjulu, Jabiru, Yirrkala, Peppimenarti and Gunbalanya and the vast majority of the dogs I’ve come by have been nice dogs. Even in Maningrida where there is a reputation for aggressive dogs I still met some nice ones.

[benjamindodd]

i slept great, thanks

[aspen-and-ivy]

So quick backstory... my dog died this week and I've been an absolute wreck without her. My best friend and I agreed that the best way to bring me out of my slump was to get into nature and take a little adventure to Cooper's Rock State Forest in WV. Hiking + getting my puppy fix from her fur babies finally got me to crack a smile for the first time since I lost my Lola. I'm so appreciative of this day. 🍂🍁⛰

[blueboyluca]

Hi, as an American (yes, Im sorry) I had to look up Camp Dogs to get a basic definition but I was hoping you might give me your personal thoughts on them and like, maybe laws that surround them or something? Like, how here most apartments do not allow bully breeds or GSDs. Thanks n love the blog!

Camp dog is just a generic term to describe the mostly free-roaming dogs that are common within Aboriginal communities across Australia, particularly in the Northern Territory.

As anywhere in the world, dogs are important to the communities they are part of. Before Europeans arrived in Australia, Aboriginal people already had good relations with dingoes across the land. It did not take long for domestic dogs brought from Europe to become accepted and adopted by Aboriginal people.

Camp dogs are the current generation of dogs that have lived in communities since then. They tend to look like most primitive dogs – brown or tan, pointy ears, shorter coat, tail held high – but there is a huge variety still. I've seen stumpy-legged dogs, bobtails, all ear sets, all colours, all sizes.

There are no laws that I am aware of regarding camp dogs. They are no different to any mixed breed or landrace type dog. They are common, as I said, in Aboriginal communities, from city camps to remote villages. They are becoming increasingly popular as adoptable pets, as there is sometimes overpopulation issues with them in some communities. AMRRIC is doing a good job providing education and veterinary services for companion animals and their owners in remote communities.

[blueboyluca]

Met some camp dogs in Maningrida. The community has some dog problems (too many, some are aggressive, many are unhealthy) but the handful I met were very nice. I wish I could take that red girl at the top home. She was so sweet natured.

[designingnaked]

Dog day afternoon

Another afternoon out with another batch of cheeky dogs. Today’s edition features a friendly (albeit skittish) pair. Two black and tan dogs, each the others best friend in the world. They stared at us mournfully while we ate lunch, watching our every move with their doleful eyes. One was so hungry he resorted to eating fallen dates from the nearby date palm tree.

Two black and tan dogs joined us…

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[designingnaked]

Stray dog fostering

Slowly, but surely, I’ve become accustomed to living in a town overrun with dogs. Dogs that lazily lie on the grass verge outside the supermarket. That congregate outside the post office. That pad along the street, occasionally ducking into your front yard to mark their territory.

Overrun is hyperbole. An exaggeration. Every time I see a pregnant dog I’m reminded we are only a litter of puppies…

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