We are Moving on Up

Hey Shiba luvers!  New Addy:  http://sinjintheshibawanderer.wordpress.com
 Mom doesn't like the new interface of blogger so we have moved to wordpress.  Hopefully, she'll figure out some of the kinks since she's technically challenged. 

Crap!  I got stuck again.  Help! Not funny Dad to let me hang for a few minutes to teach me a lesson.  I will always try to get any treat that Sienna hides under the bed. 

Little Sistah Wins

Sometimes, I let Sienna get the upper hand.  I'm nice that way.   :)  Besides, it's much more fun playing lying on my back.  

Sienna playing dentist

Sienna makes a lot of noise when we are playing.

Good Golly Miss Molly

     I have lots of buddies at the park and Sienna has finally found a friend.  Molly is a 14-month old Beagle and smaller than Sienna which is ideal for her.  Molly is sweet and friendly. This is their second meeting.  Molly was not interested in playing in the beginning even though Sienna tried her best to entice her.  But after awhile, they finally ran around and I joined in the fun at one point.  I was busy with the squirrel who kept jumping from one tree to another.  Just glad Sienna's got a buddy.  

 

  

Stuck. This was me yesterday. Sienna hid my bone underneath the bed. I was able to squeeze in but cannot get out. Mom had to lift the mattress to let me out. 

What a Gentleman

That's what Sparky's mom told my Mom.  I was such a gentleman during my stay with them for a couple of days.  I got along with their dogs and I didn't pick a fight with Sienna.  We slept in our own room and we were not crated, unlike the first time we got boarded back in July.  Thank goodness! Sienna was a nice little doggie too but on the 2nd night, she started 'crying' for Mom and Dad.  She kept scratching the backyard door (since they didn't have a doggie doorbell)  throughout the night and barely ate her breakfast and dinner.  She only liked her treats.  She kept Sparky's dad awake with her door scratching and whining.  Then during the day, she kept staring out the window.  Maybe because she's still a pup or just spoiled rotten.  She gets what she wants at home.  She rings the doorbell for the front or back yard and either Mom or Dad lets her out right away.  I missed Mom and Dad but I kept my cool and tried to enjoy my stay away from home.  What can I do but go with the flow?   But boy, was I glad to see them when they picked us up!  We gave them tons of kisses.  It was chaos, a happy chaos with all the dogs greeting them.   Sienna couldn't wait to get out and go home.  We slept like a baby that night, no nocturnal comings and goings.  There's no place like home.

Clawing my way to Mommy to give her a kiss but was doggie blocked!

Happy Girl!

 

Happily Ever After

Mom's shiba radar was in full force today as she said excitedly "yay, another shiba!"  Yet the owner was going to the big area cos she said her shiba was 35 lbs.  But after Mom's coaxing, she changed her mind. Besides the lady seemed eager to tell Mom her story.  Kato was abandoned in February.  He was left alone near this dog park in the pouring rain.  They took him in for fear that he might get run over by a car.  They put up posters and reported it to the SPCA.  He had no tag.  He is about 4 years old. They named him Kato and he responded well to his new name.  His microchip was traced back to a puppy mill in the east coast.  They adopted him after a few weeks when no one claimed him.  They had already fallen in love with him.  :)  

Handsome Lad

It was a hot day.  I greeted him but did not play with him.  I just wanted to sit by the shade. Besides, he wasn't interested either.  He told his mom he wanted to go walking instead.

 

Fright Night

Last Friday, it was still light outside by 7:45pm.  After playing at a nearby public park, Dad and I continued walking.  All of the sudden, we turn to a corner and a black lab dog jumped out of the backseat of a parked car and attacked me.  Everything happened so fast.  He bit me on my side and Dad  yanked the black dog away from me.  As I was yelping and crying from the shock and pain, Dad was trying to assure me that it was ok.  He checked me briefly for cuts and bruises.  Then another dog came around the corner, a white lab,   and was heading towards us.  Dad blocked his path and shooed the dog away.  We left before the 2 dogs came back.  Dad saw an elderly man called his dogs.   I got home and Sienna was sniffing my side.  Luckily, Mom did not allow Sienna to tag along because she is on quarantine for having giardia, an intestinal parasite,   She's acting normal though and not showing any symptoms.  Anyhow, back to me--- Mom wanted to check me out after Dad told her what occurred but I wouldn't let her.  I did not want to be touched.  She asked Dad all kinds of questions:  Did you tell the owner that his dog attacked our dog?  Did you get his license?  Why was the backdoor of his car wide open while he was still at the front?  Dad said it happened too fast and he just wanted to get me out of there after he checked me over.  He did not want to fight off 2 big dogs.  I went to the bedroom and lied down on the floor.  Mom knew something was wrong because I was not acting myself.  She followed me to the room and closed the door.  I tried to go under the bed but I was too big.  She got the flashlight and tried to see any punctured wound.  She finally saw a small one on my right side and on my left back leg. Dad held me down while she cleaned the wound and put the antibiotic ointment.  Of course, I proceeded to lick it off.  Dad nixed the idea of putting on the cone because he doesn't want to make me sad.  Mom agreed.  They felt I was traumatized by the event.  The next day, Dad drove Mom to the scene of the crime.  I think she wanted Dad to reenact the attack.  :)  Anyhow, the same car was still there and she got the license plate.  Then we went to a dog park to see if I can handle it.  Plus, Sienna is going batty as she hasn't been out in 4 days.  I did not care for the big dog area.  I saw Sienna having fun with the little dogs.  After 5 minutes, Dad lifted me up and put me over the fence.  I like the small dog area.  Both Sienna and I met lots of new cute dogs.  I was the biggest one there.  Unless someone complains, I am not suppose to be there.  Most dog parks do not allow dogs over 25 lbs. or 30 lbs. in the small area.  I have to lose a few pounds to be legit.  Mom is now browsing online for a pepper spray to protect us from dog and human thugs.  (^_^)

 

Licking my wound

Lots of sniffing going around.  It's been awhile since we visited this park.  Did not see any familiar dogs.

  

Met a teacup

Duchess wanted to play but too bad we were leaving.

At Vet's

After a bordatella shot, a fecal exam and a nail trimmed, I zoomed out of the vet's office.  I even passed by Mom at the reception area.  Everyone started laughing as I ran towards the entrance door.  I guess it was amusing for the humans to see me run like hell.  I couldn't wait to get out.  I hate this place!  Going to the vet is worst than getting a bath.  Sienna was less anxious than me but she started screaming when they started probing her.  She hates it too.  She got the same treatment and an additional heartworm test.  The doctor said we both have nice teeth and that our coats are so smooth.  However, she noticed that I have a couple of scrapes here and there while Sienna is perfect.  I wanted to tell her that my cuts and bruises are a badge of honor, it gives me street creds.   :)

I'm anxious

  

 

We got some dog park action to alleviate our pain from visiting the vet.

Sunning after a quick nap