Shio the Ruffian, Part II

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So today I got to take Shio to the park. 15 min in, this other Asian dude with his French bulldog arrived. Shio and the Frenchie got along immediately and started playing.

I saw the Asian dude — who had white long hair, a cap, and skinny tight jeans — freak out once he saw that Shio was mouthy.

Mind you, the Frenchie loved playing with Shio — they ran and wrestled and play-danced. But given how flabby the Frenchie’s face is and how large his ears were (Frenchies are so ugly they are cute), Shio of course started nipping at it.

The Asian Ass went to separate the two, and slapped Shio in the face.

Nobody slaps my dog in the face except me and my fiance.

I walked over, and said “Hey buddy.”

He looked over at me. Lucky for him, I had my sunglasses on so he couldn’t see my death-stare that said “if you touch my dog again, I will fucking kick your ass.”

I told him, in my sarcastic tone: “It’s ok man. He’s mouthy but he’s gentle.”

10 min later, Asian Ass left the park with Frenchie.

Losers.

Bestest Buddies Foreverest

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We bought Buddy from our breeder when we picked up Shio. Buddy is a Snuggle Puppy stuffed animal had has a velcro underbelly that can be opened up to insert a “beating” heart and heated warmer. This gives Buddy the feel of a real dog next to your puppy when he may be experiencing separation anxiety. During the first night that Shio came to our home, Buddy was the only item in our home that Shio would acknowledge and has been with him ever since. Needless to say, we know that wherever Buddy goes, Shio is sure to follow. Here are some examples of their inseparable bromance:

Prison Break Buddies: When we first started crate training Shio, he thought he was being imprisoned. Shio would know that if Buddy was being put into the crate he would be following right behind so he would “rescue” Buddy from the crate. The whole “prison break” used to comprise of him making a mad dash for the crate, grabbing Buddy with his mouth and then speeding out of crate with Buddy. This would happen at least 5x a night before we were able to have them both settle in the crate and close the door behind for the night. The next morning, Shio would ignore Buddy because he sold him out to the crate.

Walking Buddies: If we have trouble motivating Shio to go out, we clip the leash onto Buddy and drag him towards the door. Shio will jump up from whatever he’s doing and follow us. Then we clip the leash onto Shio’s collar and carry Buddy out for our walk while passerbys tease us for having “two” dogs. I have to admit, we DO look ridiculous.

Grooming Buddies: This, by far, is the funniest Buddy story we have right now. On Saturday mornings, we groom Shio. We take his brush and try to pull out as much of his dead undercoat out as we can, pile it up next time and throw it out into the garbage when we are finished. One Saturday morning after his normal grooming ritual, I catch Shio pulling out Buddy’s fur with his teeth and piling it up next to him. No joke, this really happened.

Maybe one day we’ll get him a live buddy to play with. But for now, we have a warm stuffed dog with a heartbeat named Buddy.

Shio and Buddy Napping