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Nicknames: Lately, it's been "It's OK...good girl...slow...it's ok...slow...good girl" because they're trying to let me know it's ok to walk around in the dark, Me, Mimi, Bo, BoBo, Bubby, Baby Girl, etc., etc.
Doggie Dynamics:
Likes: Sleeping in late, sunbathing, bully sticks, goldfish crackers, popcorn, deep tissue massage, and just sitting in the grass sniffing the air.
Pet-Peeves: Having my tail unwound (it does look uncomfortable like that), getting attention when I'm not in the mood, "changes" on a path/sidewalk like manhole covers cuz they feel funny to my paws, flying insects, some dogs, being told I look like a fox.
Favorite Toy: Bully Sticks will always be my favorite but every evening I go to my toy basket and bring out a toy hoping my Mom will toss it for me. She only throws them a few feet then tells me where they landed!
Favorite Food: Whatever you seem to be having.
Favorite Walk: Laguna Beach, California along the boardwalk and the path on Aliso Creek
Best Tricks: Learning new commands to avoid walking into walls and stepping down & up curbs while out walking, shedding, down, sit, kiss.
Bio: I was diagnosed before the age of four with glaucoma and by the age of five I've lost both my eyes. So watch out for symptoms like sleeping more than usual (due to the pain) & the rubbing of an eye all of a sudden over & over. It may be a sign. When I was little I won fastest "sitter" in my puppy training class competition! I managed to use up my emergency vet allowance last Easter Sunday morning (or at least that's what Dad told Mom when we got home from the hospital) when Mom saw me eat some really neat blue stuff through the sliding glass door. She didn't know what it was (and I certainly wouldn't tell because I don't like to share). Mom rushed me to the hospital and they pumped out my stomach. I really don't recommend this procedure. Later, when I was safely back at home I got bored and I decided to do one of my favorite things which is play with the bees. They are so fun to catch but they don't seem to enjoy it as much as I do because I got stung on my nose....my eyes closed shut and my nose grew twice it's size. Mom gave me a yucky pink and white thing (which I don't recommend either) that she called Benadryl and that sure helped. I am the RESULT of bad breeding, please stop rescuing us (though that's hard to say) from the pet stores.
Forums Motto: I may, I may not...I'll get back to you.
The Groups I'm In: "DOGSTERHOLICS", ★PLANET PAWLLYWOOD★, ☆ Sam's Stinky Dog Cafe ☆, PPR, Blind Dogs & The People Who Love Them, Can't Get Enough of Our Shiba Inu's!, D/C MAGIC, New Site Homepage! Sweet!, Samuel Jacob's Pals, SHIBA INU ENTHUSIASTS, Shiba Love :)
The Last Forum I Posted In: Happy Thanksgiving Everyone
Well my dear Pal, Tia Mia Pia, just reminded me that I will be six years old tomorrow by sending me some balloons. OMD!!!!
To think there was a time when certain folks were wondering if I should go on at all and here I am going, and going, and going like the Energizer Shiba Bunny.
My parents took me for a stroll this past weekend at a place called the Irvine Spectrum. It has shops & restaurants & a carousel & shops & fountains & shops & movies. And while my Dad was in a store shopping and my Mom sat at a table with me. Yes, I said Dad was shopping not my Mom.....Anywho, my Mom had so many people stop and stare or stop and talk. One nice lady said she was considering a Shiba but she had dog hair allergies!!!!! My Mom said she may want to try a Poodle instead. BOL!
Another lady stopped and said her friend had just made the decision to have her Great Pyrenees' eyes removed like me and her friend wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do. My Mom told her that maybe I was there for her that day to see me and tell her friend that she did do the right thing. It was kismet.
Then last night Mom took me out for a walk after the sun went down. Her neighbor jumped for a second wondering why we would be out in the dark.....how could we see??? My Mom told her my nose was leading us safely on our walk. I was keeping us safe. I guess my parents did the right thing by letting me turn six tomorrow.
Happy Birthday to me.
Happy Birthday to me.
Happy Birthday dear Mia.
Happy Birthday to me.
This doesn't sound like much but for me playing like a dog is not the same. As I've said before I'm obviously more cautious and I can't see where the toy goes so running around is just not as fun.
But last night, my pal Dude showed up with his Mom. They are leaving on a little trip and they wanted to stop by before they left.
Well, in my "yard" on the greenbelt there is a lot of space to play. And that's what I did, I played like a dog with Dude. You know the bowing and prancing and jumping and circling and bowing and prancing and jumping and circling that happens when you play like a dog. Our Mom's just laughed....I think with us not at us but we didn't care either way.
Below is another epistle from my pal Henry lamenting the loss of chicken from our tasting menu. Alas I, like many of my shiba brethern, are allergic to these delectable little birds.....
Ode to the Deadly Chickens
Oh my Chickens, how I love you so.
When I see you on the sidewalk, I start to glow.
Your texture is perfection.
Your taste like a confection.
If only you didn't make me sick
Didn't make me itch
Didn't make my mom b!tch
Oh my Chickens, I fear I shall never taste thee again
The allergies - they are a sin.
And now I know that you hurt my friend Mia, too,
So I say good riddance, ta-ta, and toodle-oo.
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