Secret Nuclear Weapon: Shiba Vomit
Last week poor Kenji must have gotten his mouth on some contraband (or he picked up a cold at the groomer). The result was a round of puking on the sofa. The microfiber, super-absorbent sofa! Two shampooings, one stream clean and tow bottles of Febreeze-like spray bottles later, and we are officially announcing the passing of our couch. RIP, Red Couch From Macys (2003 - 2010) Kenji seems to be...
Why Dogs Yawn
My feelings are hurt. I thought Kenji loved the way I rub the top of his head! But after Googling “Why Dogs Yawn,” I now see that it is nothing more than a calming mechanism…which means he must hate it! The last thing I want to do is make my boy feel threatened. So from here on in I’ll lay off the head rubs…but I won’t give up fondling your ears!
The Red Whistle
Somewhere along the way I acquired one of those whistles that is so loud, it can be heard a gazillion feet under water. I never blow the thing at full force, but simply placing it in my mouth has created a new game with Kenji…”ROUGH TIME” Mere sight of the whistle gives Kenji the green light to play rough. For several seconds, or minutes (depending on how rough he gets), I let...