I Am Shiba.
Dedicated to momentary thoughts and musings of A Shiba Inu.
The Woman's Mumther (or my Grandmumther) sent me the most awesomest toy for Christmas that finally arrived today (with all the snow and ice, mail delivery has been weird- or at least, I haven't been able to bark at our mailperson every day). This is an unstuffed squeaky toy and I like it so much that I sleep with it in my crate and carry it around the house with me. I definitely *do* *not* *like* when That Guy tries to take it away and play with it so I always take it back and put it in my sanctuary so that he can not touch it.
I Am Shiba. This New Toy Is Better Than A Bully Stick 'Cause Belle Doesn't Try To Steal It.
And The Snow Continues
I Am Shiba of the Great Frontier. We Blaze Our Own Trails to Pee!
Dude, Where's My Car?
I Am Shiba. And Just Where Am I Supposed To Pee Now?
And The Good News Of This Monday?
We get to watch the SuperBowl at our House this year!
I Am Shiba. Go SeaHawks!
I Am Okay!
It's just that The Woman has been very very busy and unable to keep up with all the correspondence that she has had to get out of the way. She promised me that this weekend that she would let everyone know that I was okay (for a Shiba) and surviving (although not enough treats) and still putting up with Belle (she is such a Barbie dog, it kills me!)
I am still doing dog therapy.
I am the master of my own backyard now!
Unfortunately, I sometimes fall down stairs so I am a single level dog now.
Otherwise, all is good.
Just The Woman is too damn busy!
I Am Shiba. Worry Not My Adoring Masses.