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Sunday, March 08, 2009

Wait A minute . . . !

So, I am ready for a Road Trip. This means comfortable riding in the Mustang. Imagine my surprise when I find out the reason behind the Road Trip.


Excuse me?


The People are considering allowing another Shiba into our home. Full-Time!

Yesterday's road trip took us to the scenic town of Man
chester, New Hampshire (2 and 1/2 hours of traveling to see a town as with the same name as ours?) We arrive at a place that immediately causes me to Code Red.

It is a kennel.


We drove 2 and 1/2 hours to take me to a city with the same name as where I live to put me in a kennel? Oh, this is not amusing at all! I panic. I wait for the
moment when The Woman uses the restroom; I attempt my escape when The Woman takes her turn, but alas, there were other dog people around and they knew enough not to let a Shiba out the door.

Damn them!

But after a bit, we move into the back of the kenne
l, and its not a kennel but rather an agility trial.



(if you look closely in the upper center of this picture, you can see Belle's tail as she moves through the jumps. That Guy got yelled at for using a Flash. It appears that one of the rules of Agility Trials is no flash cameras. Fortunately, we were neither shunned nor arrested on the spot).

I know about these Shows. This is where p
eople come and adore me. This is good. Code Red decreased to Code Green within seconds.

I allow myself to mingle among the masses.


So after a few minutes, we are introduced to the Agility People and Their Agility Pack.


One particular dog, Belle (upper right top), is being considered as a possibility for moving into our household so that she can keep That Guy company in his basement while I guard The Woman upstairs. Okay, this has possibilities. At least she won't be using my food bowl and lying in all the best spots in the house.

What do you mean she is allowed on the couch? I am not allowed on the couch!

So Belle and I got to meet and greet. We both ignored each other with a cautious eye always turned. All The People said that this is a good thing because we a). did not bark, growl or attempt to kill one another on sight, and b). did not bark, growl, or attempt to kill one another on sight. We were even loose together in the same pen and did not bark, growl or attempt to kill one another on sight.

I thought I was being a gentleman. Turns out, being polite means that in April, Belle may be venturing down to our house to spend a week to see if everyone can get along, and I can learn to share my space. Well, as long as she does not touch my squeeky toy Squirrel, everything should be fine.

It is my squeeky toy squirrel! She will have to get her own squeeky toy squirrel if she wants one.




I Am Shiba. I Am Going to Have to Learn to Share. Yuck.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Master Cortez,
I check in every day to soak in your wisdom. You are a very honorable gentleman and even though sharing can be "Yuck" I am sure you will tolerate it in stoic Shiba style. By the way you are very handsome, I wanted to say cute, but I wasn't sure if you would tolerate that word. :)

8:19 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cortez-

A pack of agility Shibas! You met a pack of agility Shibas??? My owner is curious, since some of the members of our Shiba meetup are considering agility. Info on the pack would be useful, she says, to pass on to others considering this sport. (Your owners could contact her at http://www.meetup.com/The-Sacramento-Shiba-Inu-Meetup-Group/ Do email to Shibamother)

As to Belle coming to live with you, consider it a "learning opportunity". Just think--you and Belle could convert the entire house into a large indoor agility course...or maybe not.

Sukoshi

2:28 PM  
Anonymous JS said...

Senor Cortez, my sympathies. However, if Bella receives her own squeaky squirrel, perhaps it won't be as bad.

9:16 AM  
Blogger Masako said...

Cortez,

Winnie has recently learned of this so called "agility". Luckily, you did not have to participate in it. Winnie is sadly dragged to this "agility" place and asked to do several things. She definitely is no Labrador and couldn't care less if she did all the tricks, but I've learned that hot dogs are a great motivator.

I look forward to hearing about your future sibling "Belle".

11:58 AM  

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