I Am Shiba.
Dedicated to momentary thoughts and musings of A Shiba Inu.
I Have The Power!
Lately, the weather has been quite beautiful. A tad chilly, but otherwise, sunny. Hence, The Woman has been leaving the front door open so that I can lie in the western sun and view my kingdom from behind the glass door.
I am alerted by the sound of approaching footsteps. My heavenly sunbathing slumber has been disturbed.
I am not amused.
I therefore jump and stand erect, tail straight, fur raised, and sound a full five-alarm howl that there is an intruder alert.
The Woman is sitting on the couch, watching her afternoon television program, folding laundry. She looks over at me as I repeat myself.
She sees a hand slip something into the door handle as I rush at the glass door in full fury of being disturbed from my afternoon nap (not to be confused with my mid-morning nap, my noon nap, my early afternoon nap, or my late afternoon nap).
I hear the footsteps move off into the distance.
I run over to The Woman to inform her that there is CHANGE on our front yard, that the door is different, and needs her immediate attention as I am the Watchdog and I Watched something CHANGE on the door.
The Woman gets up, and makes a mental note to make sure that the door has survived the winter windstorms and is secure for my summertime observations. She opens the door and removes the CHANGE that was left behind by the footsteps. I stand on my hind legs, smelling it, because it could be dangerous.
Or something good to eat.
The Woman then sits me down and shows me a magazine that was called "Awake" (which is exactly what happened to me!) and stated that I just scared off some Jehovah's Witnesses.
Me. I put fear into the hearts of individuals empowered by Jehovah to bring enlightenment to all people. Me. All by myself. I stopped them from delivering their message.
I Am Shiba. I Have The Power to Stop God's Mission.
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(click on image to make larger)I Am Shiba. I Am The Pet Therapist.
It's been a crazy two weeks!
Man, I don't even know where to begin.
The squirrels are everywhere, The Woman has been putting the petal to the metal, and it looks like Spring may actually stick around. My door is open for a few hours a day now so that I can view my 'hood, and yet at night, I still get to lie next to the heater and warm myself before retiring to my crate. The cool mornings make for magnificent walks; the warm afternoons are perfect for driving and adventuring. This is Shiba weather!
Things were tough there for a bit. The Woman seemed indifferent to many things happening in her life, and she had difficulty leaving the house and leading her normal life. I stuck by her, and I never left her alone, until she finally broke from her funk on a very sunny day, and the two of us went to visit That Guy at the place that he works! I was so excited to see him there, that I actually jumped up on him and one of his colleagues (who I found out later is a cat person, not a dog person, but hey, no one is perfect). I was very happy to see where That Guy goes during the day. There are no Shibas there, so I immediately clamied his office building as part of my territory.
It's tough when The Woman is feeling down. I don't know what to do except to stay close and make sure that she is okay. But she always pulls through, and then the two of us are back to having fun. For example, just yesterday, we went and visited a new person on our client list. Although I was working, I was observed by a black cat, which made me a little nervous because I think he was taking notes, but otherwise it is good to be working again and being adored by the masses. When people are ailing, they need a Shiba.
But this spring, instead of my normal bath in the tub, I was taken to Pet Smart (the greatest store in the whole world) and I got a bath and I got blow dried and I got my fur thoroughly brushed and I got my nails clipped and my teeth cleaned, and when The Woman came to pick me up, I felt so good that I just bounced through the store and showed myself off to everyone. No one can resist a sparkling Shiba! Everyone was laughing as I bounced through the store and my presence was definitely noticed.
I can not ask for more than that.
I Am Shiba. I Can Smell Spring!