Before deciding on the Shiba as a breed, I did my due diligence. From chatting up breeders to perusing every forum imaginable, I put a year’s worth of time into making the decision. A decision, by the way, that has been worth it!
But I do have a problem.
Shiba owners lied! OK, they didn’t lie, but no one prepared me for the Shiba shedding. It’s intense!
I kept reading how Shibas “only” shed twice a year when they “blow” their coat. Sounds great, right?!
Well if you are thinking of getting a Shiba Inu let me warn you that when they shed - they shed a lot. And each shedding period (at least this first one) seems to last for about two months. That means hair is EVERYWHERE. It comes out in clumps, sorta like when you pluck cotton candy from a paper cone.
Not only have I been forced to temporarily retire my black wardrobe, but one of our chairs has pretty much become exclusively Kenji’s. And petting him is out of the question. The fur scampers across the room like mini-tumbleweed.
Shedding is a serious consideration for potential Shiba Inu owners. I’ve had a few folks suffer from allergies when Kenji sheds…and they were 100% fine during non-shedding periods.
Just something to think about.
The solution has been to brush Kenji every day. EVERYDAY! Each brushing yields enough hair to coat another 23lbs. dog, but it at least makes this shedding period tolerable.
What a lousy week Kenji is having! Two days ago he became Mr. Gimpy when he landed on his leg funny. Yesterday he ran into the branch of a bush, irritating his eye. The poor guy spent the rest of the night squinting. We flushed it with water and it appears to be a bit better today, but if his cyclops adventure continues, I’ll take him to the vet tomorrow.
When I Googled the problem of a dog running into a stick, I came across some horror stories of the spastic feat actually killing dogs. Yikes! Between these two close calls, word that my friend’s puppy has fallen ill, and our very first weekend away from Mr. K, I am feeling like a big ball of emotions!
For weeks now, I always end Kenji’s walk with a play session on the front yard. The games are always different, but mayhem is a certainty. This is usually our few minutes to roughhouse. We both enjoy it, and it ensures that we come back into the house ready for a rest.
Sometimes when I give Mr. K a treat, I ask him to jump for it. I am equal parts amazed and envious at his vertical leap. Yesterday he must of landed funny. He gave me a weird look, his ears dropped and he appeared stunned. Next thing I know, he’s walking into the house using only three legs. For about five minutes he stayed off it completely, but as the night wore on, he started putting more weight on it.
It appears to be better this morning. The Red Prince even tried to run a little bit, but I stopped him in his tracks. He’s definitely walking gingerly and we’ll keep a close eye on him.
But the mandate has been passed down: no more rough play or jumping. ;-(