Rofl, Bomba. I got sooo sick of all the baby jokes.. and yeah, they're a huge responsibility, occasionally a huge headache, and an equally huge privilege to know. Luckily, my boy was a goofy, lazy thing whose primary motivation in life was figuring out new and improved ways to steal beer. He had a taste for it (not approved at all by me!) and if it wasn't such a problem, it would have been hilarious, all the various 'tricks' he came up with to sneak a beer. Including: opening the fridge and stealing cans which he'd puncture with his teeth so they sprayed everywhere, licking an open stubby at BBQ's so our guests would be grossed out and put it down so he could knock it over, and opening the esky on his own.
I can't link the story by itself, but if you check out "Mahlee's story" on the testimonial page on the link below, her owner sums up the dingo attitude to regular dog training methods really well: "selectively responsive"
On top of that, they can and will teach themselves 'tricks' (like the beer..) that are jaw-droppingly intelligent and not always the kind you'd approve of.
The guy on that site who keeps dingos in the city was a neighbour of mine, and it was such a pleasure to see him walking them.
There's still a lot of prejudice against these dogs, akin to the kind Pit Bulls get. Mainly in the farm areas, where the only good dingo is a dead one.. Responsible ownership is not easy, though, and god forbid that stupid people would try to raise a dingo. I'm very, very glad that the regulations are as stringent now as they are to prevent the chances of tragedy all round, as well as yet more cross-breeding (why anyone would deliberately outcross a dingo, I do not know! the crossbreds are nowhere near as nice, and purebreds are almost an endangered species!).
Anyhow, sorry for the dingo-prattle.