Welcome to Shiba-Nunu

There is no real English word such as "Nunu", though privately, Nunu is a silly term of endearment my husband coined for our shiba inu, Mya, and all her shiba antics.

She is, then, our very own Shiba Nunu!

Monday, February 28, 2011

They're So Bad and Yet So Good!

When your dog develops allergies, you need to know what the allergen is, in order to avoid exposure (if at all possible) and thereby avoid the symptoms.  Unfortunately, it's not an easy task.  Figuring out whether an allergy is food-related or environment-related can be like... chasing after one's tail.

These are the chews that Mya misses the most since we have become uber strict with what she ingests. 

Mya:  "I will sit/ stay forever for another chunk of this treat!"

Mya:  "I don't mind being left all alone, as long as I have my Beef Hides".
Oh Greenies, my Greenies
I miss you so...
I can tell that you're in my cabinet
Because your scent makes me look whenever you're near
You lie in the dark with my Raw Hide pack
I can't take my mind off you though it's been so long
When will they ever open my cabinet?
So I can sniff you, and devour you,
My most awesome favoritest treats.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Summer Is Here

On days like this, I am very unsure about the weather- so nice and cool in the mornings and yet it becomes so hot and humid in the afternoons.  Summer is here again.  Not yet at its height, but definitely peeking around the corner.

The shibabunu has been enjoying her spot on this sofa in the room she has branded "hers", but the summer heat will soon take back this room as it progressively becomes unbearably hot, baking against the afternoon sun.  But one thing hsa to be said... This makes a pretty cool photo opportunity.

"I'm in my room, and I'm on my throne"

Saturday, February 05, 2011

Mya's Feathered Visitor

There are some days when life throws something so unexpected.  Today, this surprise came by flying to our living room window.  What a  fearless (and just as clueless) pigeon this was.  He had no idea of the intense prey drive this shiba creature staring from the other side of the window has.  He had no idea that a few months back, we had to pry off a poor maya bird out of Mya's mouth to help it escape from this shiba huntress.  She had captured the maya bird when it mistakenly flew into our living room.

Today, this relatively big and healthy-looking pigeon's visit was a good few seconds of excitement. We were just astounded by its curiosity when it stayed around and even tried to stick its head in.  Mya was just as curious herself.  No barking was involved.  Just that alert curious stance that usually precedes chasing prey.  (usually in the form of leaves flying in the wind or other much smaller birds)

"Hello there! Can you teach me how to dance 'Doing Croo-croo Pigeon'?"

"Yes...closer...that's it...closer until I can grab your neck..."