Likes: rides in the car, ripping the stuffing out of her toys, that guy in Bosley's who spoils her with treats
Pet-Peeves: WATER....WATER.....and more WATER unless it is to drink, having her paws touched, brooms, vaccuum cleaners
Favorite Toy: her Kong.....can chase that for hours
Favorite Food: Natural Balance
Favorite Walk: Thetis Lake (no leash required)
Best Tricks: Other than looking cute......Shake-a-paw (will do it but not her fave), high five, and down a.k.a. lie down (was a hard one for her being an alpha female type and such a submissive posture), hiding her treats all over the house
Arrival Story: I had been looking for a companion and had seen a notice of Shiba Inu's for sale. I looked into the breed on my computer and was immediately smitten with the breed, but unfortunately, all the puppies were gone so I started looking at adopting a mature shiba from a rescue group as being a single person working, I figured a puppy would be too much to care for. I mentioned to my family that I was looking for a dog and showed them the breed and a couple dogs that I was kinda interested in while I was visiting at Christmas 2003. My brother actually found a breeder close to Calgary who had some puppies for sale and I got in contact with them and 2 weeks later I was begging my boss to let me have an extended lunch hour to pick up my new puppy. That was where it got difficult as my boss gave me the time off subject to them getting to see the puppy, but my friend said that she would geld me if someone saw my new companion before she did. Well I picked up my friend and we both headed out to the airport to await the arrival. Boy did she ever cause a stir at the airport when the cage came in and I hauled her out to look at her for the first time. I think that the first day she was with me there were over 80 people from work, the airport and friends holding her and cuddling her, which might be why she is so friendly to all people.
Bio: Kitsu is a pack rat type of dog. I had known at an early stage that she was a hoarder because I witnessed her hiding treats. I would give her treats when I went off to work in the morning every so often and they would be gone when I came home. I thought nothing of it until I really had to clean and move things around for the painters that came to do my house. I found 8 treats hidden in various locations.......man was she upset. Just as a note.....if the Easter Bunny decidest to retire, we could possibly start the Easter Puppy tradition.
Forums Motto: Kitsu - Everything I see is.......MINE!!
I just want my daddy back. It all started at the beginning of August......daddy went in for something called a surgery. A couple days later, I am woken up at like 3AM forced outside for a walk.....sheesh I wasn't awake yet. Anyway we come back from the walk and BOOM!!! I get thrown in a kennel and placed outside. Next thing I know I am being forced onto a gigantic metal bird-like thing that made lots and lots of noise. I found myself back in my old stomping ground of Victoria. All seemed well and I was enjoying myself when all of a sudden daddy disappeared. I was left with this "Mommy" person who I didn't really know. It seemed like an eternity and all of a sudden....daddy was back......I was really nice to him....I wanted him to stay, but a couple days later....yup you guessed it......he was gone again. He came home for my birthday and stayed a little longer, but I think that "Mommy" person kicked him out again cuz he was gone again. I just want daddy to be home again and to stay......mommy said something about a couple months and she is frantically cleaning the house up......but I will not be fooled again.......It isn't nice to mess with the DOG!!!
Well Christmas 08 was looking pretty bleak for me.....as mommy and daddy are separated by work, daddy was looking at kennelling me for 19 days while he went to visit with her. Well lucky me, I complained and gave him the cold shoulder so much that he decided to take me with him (although he continues to say that it would have cost too much.....how can I possibly cost too much). Anyway after 2 days driving in horrible winter conditions (I was soooo scared that I slept all the way there) we finally made it to Victoria. I was totally disappointed, there I was remembering Victoria as this nice green place in winter with a couple days of snow......I was there for 3 weeks and didn't see one blade of grass. The snow was up to my shoulders. I had a stocking by the fireplace with toys in it for me, but after I opened them on Christmas my mean old daddy took them from me and placed them just outta my reach.....I mean I could still see it that was just plain mean of him. Well after the new year, we were back on the road again (another 2 days of sleeping due to that maniacal driver) only to get back to screaming cold temperatures and 3 feet of snow blocking me from getting into the warm house. Anyway, I did a photo shoot over Christmas and mommy has been creating a scrap book of me so I decided to add a couple pages that she has done of me on my site. Hope that you all enjoy them. And no I am in no means spoiled.....isn't every dog supposed to be treated this way?
Well the headline tells it all.....I escaped from the car last night outside Rona (Same as Home Depot for my American viewers). I now know why dad is always shopping there. The store called me in.....there I was walking by and the doors just opened right up for me. I was so happy I wagged my tail as I walked in and then.....yup you guessed it another set of doors just opened up on me. I could get used to this....no asking to come in....the doors just open up. Well I got the hang of the shopping thing down in a hurry. I saw a nice looking plant area so went over to investigate it and low and behold ANOTHER door opened for me. Finally I am being treated like the princess that I am. This was so exciting for me. I must have wandered around the store for a good 15 minutes. Well that 15 minutes and the 15 minutes that I roamed the lumber yard.....Anyway daddy finally caught me with the assistance of an employee, but what fun I had....well until I got to the car and daddy got all mean on me. I will never figure him out.