welting backyard

It has been so hot the last two days that the peach trees in our backyard are welting, with hundreds of yellow peaches dropped to the ground all shriveled. It is like a desert out there with drying leaves and grass. Yesterday the thermometer in my owners' car read 108 for outside temp and today high 104.
Well, I am not terribly fond of peaches anyway with the fuzzy skin. It is like licking a catepillar. Urg! The blueberries are all gone (sniff!), but the plants seems to be ok thanks to the weed covering that my owners put around the blueberry shurbs.

My owners said they had never experience such high temperature except when they were in the Grand Canyon when it was 125 degrees. Well, at least it is not humid, so in the shade it is ok, but in the sun, it sure is hot. I stopped my usual sunbathing and spent my days cooling off in the hardwood floor.

"A" is for alpha dog

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My owner learned that three are three golden rules for a human owner to make sure that he or she is the alpha dog in the house, not the dog.
Rule 1: Never let the dog walk out of the door ahead of the owner.
Rule 2: Never let the dog eat before the owner.
Rule 3: Never let the dog win when playing tug-a-war.

Personally, I have no problems with these rules. I do my "shiba dance" when they come home, and I bring them a gift to welcome them. I never walk out of the door ahead of them (except when I try to sneak out), and I always wait for them to eat first. I figure, what the heck, they do provide me food afterall. If they think they are the alpha dogs, let them. We all know that at the end, I, Kura the Shiba Inu, am the alpha dog because I have trained my owners to rub my back and scratch my ears whenever I ask them to.

four-eared cat

This four-eared cat named Yoda lives in the Chicago area. Pretty neat. Shiba Inus got pretty sensitive hearing, but if I got four ears, what an awesome hunter I would be.

source: msnbc.com

egg shampoo

My owners learned that using raw eggs, scrambled, as doggie shampoo can make a dog's fur shiny while not bother the dog's eyes. Talk about being organic. I think they are contemplating trying it on me. I am not so sure....Could taste good though.

in doggy training camp

Hey pups out there! I am sorry I have not been posting. I have an doggy training camp, training to being off-leash. So far, they put me on 20- foot leashes that are loose and give me commands. They also have me socialize with other dogs big and small, and learn various tricks and commends. My doggy camp goes on for one week. And by the way, feel free to post comments. You can do it anonymously! Remember that your comments help me have a better blog!

Shiba Off-Leash

Shiba Inus cant be offleash, guess why? WE RUN AWAY! let me telll you a little story...
Once there were two shiba inu brothers. They grew up in western virginia but were sold seperately. One brother was taken to his new home in eastern Virginia. The next day, his owners let him offleash, an he ran away. He was found on the highway that leads back to his brother in western Virginia. He was actually going in the right direction, but could have been lost forever. This is a true story. Now, as you watch this clip, you may realize that we shibas can come back. My owners plan to send me to a trainer in which i will be trained to not run away.Watch a shiba inu that comes back!

immortalized with paw prints!

Puppy abuse! My owners were making a Mosaic of my and Hoppy's paw prints. I was alright as I watched them mix the cement and pour it into the mold. Then one of my owners escorted Hoppy over. They pressed her paws into the wet cement, took them out, and wiped her paws clean. Hoppy told me that it felt like quicksand. So she tried to struggle. But then to my horror my owner reached for me. I fought bravely, yelping, scratching, slobbering... Later, I gave up, and they pushed my paws in. A day later, (today) it dried, and i must say my paws look good. I am immortalized with paw prints! Mua ha ha ha ha! And so is Hoppy!

giving a helping "paw"

Today my owners were busy in the backyard digging a ditch for drainage pipes. I faithfully followed them around where ever they went in the yard, sat next to them, and once in a while even help them dig with my little paws. But most of the time I just sat on the pile of dirt and occassionally barked and sniffed at the ditch to give them moral support while they sweated away under the hot sun. I am such a helpful dog.