Sunday, February 27, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Bristow Takes a Tumble (video)
Walking Bristow at the Marina this evening, winds were high, the water was very choppy and Bristow was especially adventurous. He kept venturing further and further into the rocks and this time he came back with the remains of something. Standing at the edge he was so into his find that he tumbled head over heels off the edge. After the "OMG, I almost lost my dog!" gasp I could not stop laughing at how funny his little flip was.
Like a Baby with Keys
Bristow has a bunch of toys. Nice toys. good toys. But one day I was crushing water jugs for the recycling and guess what I discovered...no toy beats the joy of chewing on an empty plastic bottle!
Road Trip!
I've had Bristow for a few weeks now. I had a scheduled trip to Florida planned and decided I didn't want to be separated from Bris so soon after I'd adopted him. So...Road trip! Bristow did very well in the car and is enjoying his time in the south very much.

Here, we are at South of the Border in South Carolina where Bristow had a satisfying meal break!
What’s in a Name?
It's been a few weeks since I've posted, but much has happened as Boyah and I have gotten to know each other. First off, after some concerns that a 6-year-old dog is too old for a name change, I decided to go ahead and do so. Boyah just wasn't flying with me. So, say goodbye to "Boyah" and hello to Bristow.
Bristow knows his name and responds to it when called and even with the occassional slip-up from the few people who first met him as Boyah, he still responds to his new name. However, Bristow's consistency at coming when called needs some work, but this is more a trait of the breed than a lack of understanding on his part. He is just selective in many areas, especially hearing! "Bristow come. Bristow...come. Bristow COME!" Bristow walks away.
Picture: Bristow at the marina in Florida.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
January 25, 2011 - Day 1 with my dog!
First time laying eyes on Boyah.
Operation Shiba Inu is underway! At first I couldn't get him in the car and the vet tech at the shelter had to come out and coax him in, but once in the car, Boyah burrowed into the back seat and then eventually started to warm up to me. Here are some pictures from our first day together. I particularly like the one where he's licking his face and looking very wolfish!
Unfortunately, he had a scare at the house moments after arriving. He knocked over a TV tray and it freaked him out. Now he's terrified to return to the spot where it happened, which sadly, is the space in between the living room and the dining room where his crate, food adn water are. He stubbornly refused to go into his crate despite his being thirsty and hungry. I eventually moved his bowl outside and the lazy thing didn't even stand up to eat. He just shoved his face in the bowl while still lying down.
The corridor of terror. He's hanging back unwilling to make the return trip.
refusing to go into the crate for food and water.
Boyah is always ready to go outside. We've gone on our first walk and then just hung out in the front yard. He's real good about wiping his feet on the doormat. When I say to him, "wipe your feet," he really does!
Peeking around the sofa to intensely stare at me eating.
Curled up at the foot of the stairs
Comments are welcome. Especially those noting how cute he is!
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