Happy after playing fetch in our living room.

Physical Appearance

Emi was 11 months old when she came to us so she didn’t have much growing left to do but her physical appearance definitely had room for improvement.

Emi is a petite Shiba but when she arrived she was a little too skinny. You could feel each rib under her skin (not in a good way) but she was not starved. Emi would also tire easily after short periods of play time with Shio at home. I’m proud to say that since then, she has gained a pound or two and added a lot of muscle to her tiny frame. She can now run circles around Shio and still have energy to play fetch. Her legs are so muscular that she can gracefully leap onto any piece of furniture she wishes to and bounces around our living room with ease. Emi has such a high energy level that we started feeding her the same amount as we do for Shio and she still doesn’t gain weight!

When she first arrived, her belly was shaved from her spay surgery and the fur from the base of her tail was missing thanks to a flea infestation. Her fur was brittle to touch and her skin was noticeably flaky. She looked a little scraggly but still beautiful. Since then, we switched her diet to home cooked meatloaf and added a squirt of salmon oil and ground flaxseed to her meals. We use oatmeal shampoo on her during baths. Her fur has grown back in and improved dramatically though her skin still flakes here and there. I’m a proud mama when people who met her during the first week with us compliment on the huge improvement in her fur condition since then! About two weeks ago, the fur on the back of Emi’s head started turning red. She may actually be a redhead!

Emi’s teeth were also covered with plaque when she first arrived. It was obvious that her teeth had never been brushed and likely that she didn’t have any dog approved chew toys or food. When we took her to the vet, they told us that it was unlikely that the molars would ever rid itself of the plaque no matter how much we brushed with chicken flavored dog toothpaste. We’re happy to report that she has sparkling white teeth after we let her gnaw on marrow bones! It was an amazing transformation and almost instantaneous! It was probably true that we would’ve never gotten rid of the plaque by brushing alone but allowing her to chew on bones made all the difference.

Personality Changes

Emi came to us as an extremely shy Shiba with very little exposure to the outside world. She would violently shake when we walked outdoors and hide under anything available or lay down and protest. She still shakes when she is outdoors sometimes but stopped breaking down during walks. She’s now very comfortable in both our home and the dog run. For the first time this week, I watched her initiate play with a dog other than Shio outside while at the dog run! She will still shake when we are outdoors and there’s a lot of people walking around but it has improved a lot. We’ve taken her almost everywhere with us to let her see and experience more of what the world has to offer. She’s been to beaches, grassy parks, played in snow, shopping with me and visited my family on several occasions. She stayed with our puppy-sitter during our vacation earlier this month and our sitter said that she was amazing and sweet.

Emi the beach peach.

She’s a very sweet dog and will jump up onto the couch and lay down next to me. She leans her head or body into my hand when she’s looking for scratches and nibbles on my finger tips when I stop petting her. Emi has no sense of personal boundaries and will often leap and land on you when you’re in her way while she’s chasing after a toy. She’s bonded with me but is still wary of Josh, especially when Josh is wearing a business suit. We’re still working on that issue.

Emi can also be an off leash Shiba! She loves to run after balls and run back towards you, especially if she thinks that she’ll be receiving a treat or scratches in return.

Emi has no sense of personal space.

Yeh… Right…

Photos taken with Contax 645, 80mm f/2, on Kodak Portra 400NC. Developed and scanned by Richard Photo Lab.

It’s THAT time of the year… the time to gorge ourselves on booze, food and presents galore. It’s also time for the “best of” countdowns!

Counting down our favorite moments on this blog from 2010:

10. The size of Shio’s ego vs. reality

9. Bath time!

8. Any video of Shibas frolicking in knee deep snow is a winner. This one is our personal favorite.

7. Remember when Shio resisted walking here? And here. And here. The list could go on and on…

6. …Oh wait – the list does go on! More of Shio’s leash walking protests here, here and here. Last one here. Phew! That was a lot.

5. He loves us! Proof that Shio really really loves us!

4. The day that Shio became a real city slicker with his first subway ride.

3. Crimped fur-do.

2. Who’z in da house? Jersey Shore in da house. *paw pump*

1. A Sephora experience unlike any other you’ve witnessed before.

If I could ask Shio just two questions at this moment (assuming that he was able to respond) they would be:

1. Where the eff does all this fur come from?!

and

2. How are you not bald?!!?

We furminate him and put his fur in a pile next to him.

He turns around and eats the ball of fur.

Do we have the only weirdo Shiba or is this normal?

1. You will find random poop bags in your coat pockets.

2. There will be crumbs from doggy biscuits sitting in the deepest corners of your pockets.

3. No matter how much you clean, there will always be fur everywhere.

4. At some point, your dog will poop in the middle of the street while you are crossing and there will be an audience of cars lined up at the red light watching.

5. You point at the Shiba owner with a Shiba that doesn’t walk and laugh, all the while being thankful that the schmuck isn’t you.

Photo taken with iPhone 3GS.

Our first run-in with the stringy-butt happened on the way to the dog run. We walk from our apartment in the direction of the dog run (normal), Shio poops and runs away from it (normal), I grab a plastic bag to pick it up (normal) while Shio runs around in circles at the other end of the leash chasing his tail (not normal). I watched Shio try to run away from himself, frantically chase his behind and drag-walking his butt down half an avenue (while Shiba screaming for the neighborhood to hear) before I swooped in to help him out.

I don’t feel the need to describe the next couple of times because it’s the same story, different type of string. And each time, I’m equally as amused as the last.

Hope you weren’t eating while you read this entry.